Mama bali

If you have ever been to Bali you would have left different than before. Theres no doubt about it. Even if you came here, drank waaaaay to many bintings, had a scooter accident and didn’t venture towards anything spiritual - I guarantee you were still changed by Mama Bali.

My friends and I have had this running joke for a long time now. Bali is not a place. Its an energy. Its a calling home to yourself. You CANNOT come here and not be challenged to reveal yourself in some way, shape or form.

Each journey to this sweet smelling, warm air’d island has created new awareness within me and almost violently stripped away layers of this being that ive created over the years. Bali taught me how important yoga would be in my life and that of many in the years to come. She taught me that i could be the confident salty beach babe id always wanted to be and attract some very good looking men along the way (even if they didn’t stick around long haha). She showed me how people could be kind beyond measure even if they couldn’t utter a world of the same language as you. Each time I would visit I would instantly feel at home, my body would relax. Something about the combination of filtered water, fresh food, warm skin and cheap price tags was as good as a two hour long hug to all my limiting belief systems of the past. I felt instantly healthy (even though I was always sick anywhere else) playful and calm. Even amongst the chaos off the traffic & techno. And due to work visa restrictions she also awoke an awareness and desire within me to find a way to work remotely so that I could exist here more than not.
Each time Bali has stripped me of the things that would not serve the vision I was creating. Its be soooo uncomfortable and yet, exactly what had to happen to lead me to today.

So when I finally aligned the knowledge of using nature to heal my years of chronic illness and my yoga and life experience knowledge as a tool to coach women online and work remotely…… I knew it was time.

I knew I still had layers to remove. All of us have layers of heavy traumas and beliefs that are built up over our lifetime - covering the person who first entered this world with a message.  I knew I needed to remove these blockages that were not serving me in order to serve others.
I think I was, at first ,under some romanticised idea that Mama Bali would go easy on me from that point on………..

Its safe to say this past year has been the hardest …. But also the most rewarding and beautiful year of my life.

Money and worthiness. Love and heartbreak. Finding belief in myself when all else is showing me, telling me, almost convincing me I shouldn’t.
She has secluded me, had me eating rice and veggies for weeks just to get by. Had me drunk in the midst of the party. Had me held in the arms of one I would never have otherwise found or could never have dreamed up (or could I?). She has lead me to the beautiful people who surround me, who cheer me on - when sometimes all I wanted was to give up entirely and end the pain. She has given and taken away over and over and over and over again - all to see…… if I really want to have what ive asked for & to help those I can.
At least when I’m stripped bare, screaming to the moon ‘why’ - I know that tomorrow  I can rise again, run along her warm shores, glide along her smooth waves, lye under the gold in the sky and know, that I asked for all of this. And I love every moment for exactly what it is and where it is leading!

Thankyou, more please Mama Bali!