Beyond the lush vegetation of southern Bali, we bounce along a pot-holed road, dust flying into dried up rivers with floors of stone. This is a rain-shadow. Beyond the waters of the sea that flows to Java, is a village without water. Wake Water took me there to inspect three water tanks that were helping … More Hands for Water
Every now and then, meeting someone causes me to pause, to check in with my soul and make sure that I truly am living a life of purpose. Last night, Dr Francine Neogo was one of those people. At 85 years of age, tears rolled down her face as she described a life of working … More Noah and his Ark
The views are breathtaking. Waves crash onto the island, the energy of their fury roaring up the cliffs on the wind. Tall trees with spines as straight as a ruler and trunks as white as bleached bones guard the rolling plains. There is no sign of human life. Just a vibrant green expanse that needs … More The theft of Paradise
Bali Soul Journals is the first in the Soul Journals Series. Last week, I travelled into wild and untouched West Kalimantan seeking the next story, and I was overwhelmed with sensory beauty. While this website remains Bali Soul Journals, I will be posting my travels around the globe while working on a companion website, http://www.souljournals.com.au. … More West Kalimantan – Rays of Hope
The road from Lake Tamblingan over the mountains to Lovina seemingly kicked the chassis of our car about like a tin boat in a storm. Huge potholes were unavoidable, snaking across the road and marking the place of the river of rain that had created them the last wet season.
We can only be said to be alive, when our hearts are conscious of our treasures – Thornton Wilder Look for the beauty, it is in everything, even the back of a dusty old market in Canggu.
The little girl looks at me with large brown eyes, lashes gently touching her cheek when she closes them. The rubber tube her mother has been using as a floating table for her basket while she collects seaweed, is casually flung around her neck, and she shyly raises two fingers in a salute as I click … More Lembongan Life
Tucked away behind Bedugal, the temperate, ‘vegetable growing capital’ of Bali, there lays a mystical duo of lakes that are untouched by the touristic fingers of the South. I ‘stumbled’ upon them on Google Maps 3D, my new friend in research, replacing the old ‘finger on the map’ method of choosing a place to explore.
I was on the road to Gilimanuk that leads to the west coast of Bali, and the words of Maggie Thatcher of all people, were triggered in my head. Cars zoomed past both ears as I cautiously edged my way across to a temple that had caught our eye, nervously pleading with our golden retriever … More The road to Gilimanuk
When Bali Soul Journals was born, it was as sibling to another book, Things you need to know about Bali. As author, I had felt there was ‘something missing’, the ‘je ne sais pas’. It wasn’t until I chatted with Jack Canfield, author of the famous Chicken Soup for the Soul series, that the penny … More What is a Conscious Traveller?