Stepping into Bali is like entering the vortex of creation. I sink deep into the layers of the Earth, the folds that I can touch and the dimensions that surround us unseen. At the core of this vortex is a power raw in its ability to ruin, regenerate and nourish. I enter in pieces and let it take me.

Suddenly I’m home again.
Vibrating at the frequency of Earth and Ether is the home I forgot I never lost.
Arriving here, and then being held in the total acceptance and understanding of you. In this place I need nothing.

When was the last time you let yourself experience the bliss, the joy of simply existing and receiving the fullness of you?
You that is eternal, you that is held.

Suddenly I’m home again.
Freedom begins at the cradle of nature.
Looking at the ocean through ancient eyes, holding onto the truth through ancient hands.

I’ve been here before but I forget every time. Have you forgotten again? That at any moment you can be in that place, where everything is eternally unfolding, arriving, waiting to welcome you back home.