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I quickly grabbed our backpacks and ensured the first feet to touch shore were ours. I couldn’t get away from the boat fast enough. For 2.5 hours, our little boat zipped through the turbulent ocean, zig-zagging left to right to avoid the swells as skillfully as it could. The maybe-not-so-careful maneuvering techniques did nothing to stop half of the passengers from being sick or scared for their lives. The Balinese are famous for their 'It’s-safe-until-it’s-not-safe' carefree

I woke up with a skip in my step. Before Lilith was awake I’d done yoga, meditated, and danced in my kitchen. All signs. I’m finally ready to share again. It happened. Exactly what I was hoping for. I fell in Love. Not with a man, but with my life. With me. With Lilith. With Bali. With all the New and fabulous things I’m learning and discovering and planning to create and offer to the world. What my daughter and I are doing here is spectacular. We received a blow. A h

A woman died yesterday. The whole village gathered to make offerings to the Gods, to deliver her to their arms and ease her transition into new life. I was greeted by her husband, who offered apologies for the noise of ceremony. I stood dumb-founded, assuring him how absolutely welcome it all was. He honored me with an invitation for coffee that I couldn't refuse. I awkwardly brought rice cakes and marigolds… and you. My neighbor was in a state of shock I recognized immediate

My eyes open to a dark morning here in my apartment. The end of night pronounced in unequivocal fervor by the neighborhood gang of roosters, followed with only a touch less passion by my longing for coffee. It is December. That knowing strikes a romantic chord in the chorus of my nostalgia. For a moment, I snuggle close to the darkness and wrap myself in the warmth of my blankets under the ever flowing a/c. I know full well that on the other side of my heavy curtains lie a tr

I haven’t written in a while. To be honest, I haven’t written much in the last 4 years. I’m a writer. I’ve always been a writer, but I don’t create well under pressure. And the pressures of Motherhood are intense. Especially right now. “Especially right now?” You ask with a funny, sarcastic smirk on your face. Look, I know it might not seem like I’m under any pressure. Here I am in Bali, the island of the Gods, on a 10 month sabbatical with no job, and all the time in the w