I arrive in Bali, poised for action, ready to do, do, do. The must-do list is already too long to accomplish, so I set out at madman speed to get it all done.
My time in Bali is designed to make things happen. I’m here to make things, make ’em well, make ’em beautiful, and ship ’em home. This is actually a rather silly caricature. I love Bali; I love my home, my staff, my work, my friends, my driver, the land, the food, the vibe, the culture. I laugh as much as possible; I imbibe the Bali evenings, curse the hot days, and live in gratitude for all of it, almost all the time. I’m an energizer rabbit and I don’t ever stop working for long. There are many tasks to do if the next container is going to be sent anything close to on time..
Once in awhile I worry that I am missing the Bali-state-of-being. I am questioned about this, but then again, I’m happy, completely alive, if a bit worn around the edges. Maybe I’m just in sync with the Bali vibe and creativity. Maybe the energy is so rich, I can’t help myself. Maybe I just have to make beautiful things as fast as I can. I won’t be in Bali for long and I won’t live forever. I think this may be at the heart of the drive. It’s fun, exciting and it won’t last forever. I’m also not designed for days at the beach. The quiet of early mornings and evenings is thinking and planning time. That’s my balance, my Bali-time.
