Let me Introduce You to Faith…

Before I moved to Indonesia I asked to grow emotionally, mentally and spiritually. I KNEW, beyond a shadow of a doubt, living in Indonesia would change my life forever. I also know that we don’t always get to choose how growth presents itself. Although the gift of growth my granddaughter shared showed up nicely wrapped with a bow, a smile and a hug. Her gifts of courage, compassion, strength and love, even after her death, keeps on giving. This blog is a tribute to my granddaughter’s gifts. Thank you, Faith. I love you the whole sky.

Lessons in Non-verbal Communication and Touch

 

On our first visit to the sanctuary I was greeted by April. It was love at first site.

Learning how to stand in their magnificent presence and connect without touch.

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feeding time

Observing Body Talk done through a surrogate

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Quin wanted to connect and was very persistent  about it:) He would get close and then turn around and give us his back side. He was a great entertainer.

I loved watching how much they enjoyed bath time.

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Our efforts to provide nutritional support for those soon to be giving birth.

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The rewards of our efforts:)

 

 

A Seduction of the Senses

Take my hand and let’s take a stroll. I would like to introduce you to Little India, a vibrant historic district, located east of the Singapore river, where history and culture remain as if time stood still.

Say hello to Thivva, who is studying to become a chef. She shared with me her favorite dish of Paper Dosai, an extra-crisp fermented rice crepe served with three vegetables, yogurt, coconut chutney, and sambar, a tangy vegetable-and-lentil stew. If the sound of this doesn’t appeal to you, close your eyes, take a deep breath and you’ll immediately be seduced into ordering a plate of whatever is on the menu.

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The flower stalls display an array of flower garlands artistically created by talented vendors who braid and sell these garlands daily to adorn altars of worship. I made the mistake of trying to smell the flowers, a BIG NO NO as these flowers are to remain pure when laid upon altars. The only person allowed to steal their virginity are the vendors.

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Fresh markets have everything from fragrant spices, fresh cuts of meats and fish, a wide variety of fruits, vegetables, spices, and incenses. Banana leaves are used to encase rice, fruit and or meat and then baked or steamed. My favorite is coconut infused rice wrapped in Banana leaves. Trust me, your taste buds will jump for joy when these succulent flavors roll around on the bed of your palette.

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Indian music echos throughout the market. I was able to capture a sampling of it while standing in front of this vegetable stall.

I love, love, did I say I love, the clothes. Sari’s vibrant hues cascade the market’s walls and clothing racks each beckoning for your eye’s attention. You can adorn yourself with an array of golden bangles and necklaces and top it all off with a Bindi to give yourself the perfect icing to your well-decorated cake.

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Now let’s make our way to a Hindu temple.  There is a vortex of healing energy swirling around in the temple. The perfect place to address any over indulgences mentioned above while strolling through Little India.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let’s Play

I decided to play with energy once again and focus on attracting those with similar interests and practice trusting my intuition.
Here is what happened next.

The aroma of cinnamon, cardamon, cumin and coriander lured me into a small Indian restaurant. I noticed there were a few places left to sit. I ask a lady if I could take the seat directly across from her. She nodded and gestured for me to take a seat.
After the initial how do you do’s, I said instead of you telling me what you do I would like to guess. She said ok. I said you are or were a writer and a marketer of international goods. She raised her gaze from her plate smiled and replied as a matter of fact yes. She said she was from France, and I said I would have thought you were from Turkey. She asked, what made you think I was Turkish? I said, don’t know. She smiled and said well my husband is an American Turk. We looked at each other and chuckled. I told her I was experimenting with trusting my intuition and focusing on attracting others with similar energy. I shared with her that I have a blog, and my intent is to encourage others to challenge their fears and live outside their box. She said it is interesting that you say that.
I established a non-profit organization called Women on a Mission. She explained the mission of her non-profit is to encourage women who have a passion for adventure to experience life outside their comfort zone, traveling to places that push them to their limits. Each woman who chooses to participate in an adventure is required to raise funds for a worthy cause and support those less fortunate.
I had this BIG cheesy grin on my face and thought is this fun or what?
Check out her website: http://www.womenmission.com

Try playing with attracting the energy you want more of in your life and then share with me your experiences. I would love to hear!

 

What IF…

In my twenties I would have never thought to live outside the norms, I felt society placed on me.
Growing up, I learned I must go to school, get a job and invest my money for retirement. To think anything differently was irrational and irresponsible.
What if we chose to invest in the experiences of life instead of investing in a future we are not guaranteed we’ll see.

While vacationing in the Indonesian islands, I met a humble young man named Dillon from Sydney, Australia. I happen to start a conversation with him… I know, so unheard of for me. He shared he was currently on a trip with his mother and getting ready to embark on an adventure on his own.
Dillon shared with me his dream and outlook on life.

He knew from a very young age he wanted something different out of life.
At the ripe age of 23, he has managed to save nearly $70,000. He said, “I worked hard, often working two jobs to get where I am today. I think I started at the age of 10, he chuckled. It’s easy for me to save money. I don’t drink, smoke or do drugs and most of my clothes are given to me. I am a minimalist and do not want material things. Things are crap. What do they do for us? Life is meant to be experienced. I see a lot of people attached to their phones and stuck in a rat race. He said I don’t want to be a part of that. It doesn’t mix with my soul, and I wouldn’t be happy doing that.” His eyes brightened when he shared his concept of being free of all material things.
He doesn’t plan on working. He would like to do some volunteer work. Possibly WWOOFing (World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms), an exchange program providing one service, predominantly room, and board, for another while having an uncommon work experience in a foreign environment.

He said he was nervous traveling on his own but not enough to stop him.