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| Donya with Garuda in Bali |
What is Real?
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| An offering to the after life |
“Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists. Herein lies the peace of God” Schucman
Life’s transition has
my family adjusting to daily living in the USA. We are in a new environment but
not completely unfamiliar to me. Things
have changed in the USA since 1996 such as car styles, hand phones and internet. For my wife and children America is in a New
World, with wall to wall carpet, drive through; banking, pharmacies, coffee
shops and food stores.
There is more than one way to look at things
Watching my family discover many of the things I take for
granted such as drive through shopping, vacuum cleaners and recreation centers
reminds me of when I first arrived in Bali.
I was fresh off the plane and had no idea what lay ahead in
South East Asia. The first night I
stayed in a small room in Denpasar, Bali, Indonesia. The room was clean with white tile floors, a
double bed with a thin mattress and clean sheets. There was no air conditioning but it did
offer an attached rest room with a western style Stanley toilet and a separate
shower with a tub between the two.
The weather was a bit humid and in the morning my skin felt
clammy so I decided to take a bath in the tub of water next to the shower. I climbed in; a chore that was not easy due
to its tall, narrow construction. I
became a bit frustrated because I craved a full body dunking but the tub was
too small to handle my 187cm/6’2”, 130kg/286lb girth and frame. After several attempts of trying to fold my
body into the tub I surrendered and satisfied my need with a shower. After I was done bathing, I remember making a
mental note that the Balinese must be a very small people to fit in such a tiny
tub.
I moved to the cooler weather in the mountains a few days
later and was enjoying a cocktail with an Englishman that had befriended me
soon after I arrived in Ubud. He was an
artist and an expat that had been painting and sculpting most of his adult
life. One night while we were out, I asked him where I could find a bath tub that
was big enough for me? He looked
bewildered as if he had not heard my question.
He said every spa on the island has a tub that would hold me. I thanked him and told him of my experience
in Denpasar. He began laughing so hard that I thought he
was going to pee himself. Once he was finished with his heart felt laugh he
said: “You Bloody tourist! That is the water to wash your arse with!” I had no idea what he was saying so he
explained more clearly. The tub of water
wasn’t a bath tub it was a trough of water to replace toilet paper; I was meant
to wash my bum with it not bathe in it!
Conditioned Perception
That was my first real lesson in the course of miracles; not
everything is as it seems simply because I was taught to interpret what I see
in a certain way. Every world is different and at the same time the same hence
the saying; same, same but different.
The key to emotional, spiritual, physical, financial and
mental happiness is to accept that everyone is different and that there is no
one single right way to live life, follow a diet or eat right.
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| same, same but different |
Human beings around the world are the same but different and
it is in these differences that great treasures can be discovered.
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| Japanese dish |
Where food is concerned, all Homo sapiens have the same
essential food requirements; minerals, proteins and carbohydrates. There is no
need to only eat what we were conditioned to as children. Explore a
neighborhood ethnic food store and discover new amazing flavors, nutrition and color.
Visit an Ethiopian or Nepalese eatery
and enjoy a great meal. Open your mind
to new ways of seeing the world around you.
Go have some fun.
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| Always ready for a good time |
Geo
Where ever you go there you are
I laughed a lot when I read about bath tub
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cheers, once the dust settles i hope to be back to 4 to 5 post a month. thank you for reading.
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