Declaration of indivuality / Bali, you beautiful pearl

Recently I have recieved quite controversal reactions to my writing. I want to make clear, that this blog is for all those of you who care about me and are interested in what I experience throughout my travels, but it´s also a personal journal for my own use, a graphic and literal reminder of my experiences for myself. As you can tell, I don´t really filter what write here, you are welcome to follow this blog and recieve what I share with you. If you feel offended in any way or do not agree with my lifestyle I shall kindly suggest to put your own house in order first, before you judge people around you. If there is one thing we don´t need in this world, it is narrowmindendness and judgement, right? 

There are many different paths to follow and each one is the right one if you chose it for a right and healthy purpose. But make a choice, every day, every moment. Being aware and alert, living in the present- that´s what it is about, in my humble opinion at least.

I decide everyday to live to the fullest. I take any oportunity that comes my way that seems to be enriching my life and giving me a new experience (may it be fun, hurtful, beautiful, ugly, deep, easygoing and shallow, heartopening, mind opening or whatever the case may be). I learn from all those experiences and everything I do is for the purpose of personal and spiritual growth- that may include substance abuse, personal relationships or foreign cultures.

I truly enjoy my travels and love my life right now, I hope you feel the same about yours. It may be very different to mine, and there lies the beauty in it.  Diversity is a good thing, lets start not judging people and their choices, stop hating, start embracing, ya´ll. YOLO. (I´m honestly digusted with myself that I just used that term. If I had used hashtags too, I probably would ask someone to shoot me now.)

... So that was my own little private declaration of freedom. Have to go, busy sipping on an ubudian organic latte.

I have been in Ubud now for a couple of days and I am overwhelmed with the beauty. Bali is 90% hindu, yet the religion here is a very special form of hinduism, influenced by animism. Ancestral culture and the traditional believe in spirit and ghosts is still practiced here in everyday life. Sacrifacial offerings for example are to be seen everywhere. They put flowers (mainly frangipani, champaka and lotus) in a very lovely arangement into banana leaves and put them infront of the houses, on the street and infront of all the many shrines and temples. The scent of flowers is in the air, the sound of dabbeling water from fountains is a daily soundtrack.

These past days I stralled down the market, bought shitloads of presents since they are selling the most wonderful essential oils here and I hiked through the ricefields which are to be found everywhere outside Ubud, the scenery is unbelievably beautiful! Of course I got lost in the jungle and went off track- I find that flaw of mine becoming a quality though since I get to see things I would never come across if I stuck to the roads and paths suggested. :) I totally enjoy being alone for a while. Not talking to anyone and just following my gut where to go is meditative to me. Pure piece and bliss. On my way through the rice fields I met a couple of farmers who turned out to be the sweetest people. I like to get to know people on a different level, talking to them not for economical reasons („buy this, very cheap my friend, special price for you!“) because to me this is getting to know the culture and the country I am in. In India for example I ended up talking to one of the girls selling jewelry on the beach- I turned her down but offered her to hang out with me anyway, she ended up telling me about her life and how her parents arranged her marriage when she was 14 eventhough she is secretly in love with another boy. It´s just those stories of those individual people I love to hear, that is much more worthy to me then any sightseing one can do.