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Bali Day 15

I am in pure isolation today, except the staff of 6 and a cat. It’s a beautiful day and everyone left this morning and when I say everyone, it was just 3 couples. The 2 London Ladies, Dicky and his friend and the Romanian guy and his lady friend.

Now I am here enjoying the place all to myself. I have the pool, plenty of food and plenty of water and I am doing my part, isolating. Last night while watching the sunset I asked Universe for a sign that I am supposed to listen to my intuition and stay despite everyone elses ideas and beliefs. I closed my eyes and first a pizza popped up and then a snail.

I have seen a lot of snails since I’ve been here but not at this hotel and certainly no pizza. So today after spending quite a bit of time with self and reflection I went to the pool. I sat poolside to dry off and began writing in my journal again. I had finished a thought and put my pen down and at the same time I heard something behind me. I turned around and my eyes locked onto a snail. It was the first place my eyes landed. Bali is a magical place and for my eyes to see something instantly without scanning, impressive. It was the snail. I laughed and was so grateful, I thanked Universe and went about my business with a smile.

A little while later I move to my porch and kick back out of the sun, scanning my phone after being in the pool. I scrolled maybe 3 people down and saw my friend had made a delicious looking pizza, as that was my other sign; again I laughed and put my phone down. I began to write again.

The staff has to stay overnight again as today was a mandatory stay home day. So with everyone else gone, they started playing music and having a dance party! Then they moved it to the other pool, as there are 2 pools. They were fun.

After enjoying them and kicking it poolside off and on, I decide to take a shower and let my bathing suit dry as I am to go to Arik’s place in the morning, which means I need to pack it all again. So I do exactly that and realize I’m hungry. It’s funny to me how I talk about the food a lot. They are semi small portions here so I eat 3 times a day.

I pack up what I can and go order dinner and while she’s making it I went above my room and sat to watch the sunset. So beautiful. Heaven on Earth. Really, my vision boards don’t lie! Hahahaha.

I was heading back to my room when Sylvia comes to me and says I have a letter. She hands me a note from the London Ladies. I was so happy! I missed them this morning. They left earlier than I anticipated. They were trying to get on a flight home. I really enjoyed their company. When they talked about London, it really made me want to move there; just to check it out. They spoke of the ins and outs of living in and around London. Something to seriously think about. So I got their info and found them on facebook and messaged them, I trust that they are on their way home.

As I sit here writing this the staff is hanging out in the restaurant and listening to music and having dinner together. I love how this culture unites, at least on Bali. I’m not sure about the other islands but it’s so beautiful. I’m sitting outside on at the table on my porch, enjoying their music and listening to them laugh and sing.

Everyone here is so friendly and kind. People honk on the road but it’s not road rage, it’s hey I’m here- watch out. They have 4 religions here and they all unite as one. Christian, Buddhist, Muslim and Hindu. Bali is mostly Hindu with some Muslim, I think they said Jakarta is more Muslim. It’s a beautiful blend of religion.

Here comes another dance party!

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