My walk on Gili air, storm and sunset to the left, blue skies to the right

Our Reality May Be Too Broad to Comprehend.

The culture shock of globalism.

I’m in paradise, Gili air, and my friend can’t breathe. His asthma has been horribly triggered by the trash they burn here.

The mind gets overwhelmed with duality.

It’s hard for me to contain the juxtaposed images here. It’s hard for the mind to contain duality anywhere.

My night in Gili Air.

I dressed up for Friday, Venus’s day, a new twist on honoring the belief’s of my ancestors.

Gili Island

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I’m starting something new. Writing every day as I put my random thoughts on binary paper.

Transformation coach specializing in mental health, spirituality & relationships — the way we connect to self, society & cosmos.