Maybe it was possible to find peace without contrast. Maybe you found peace IN the contrast? Maybe, as she experienced the edges of her comfort zone, it was possible to discover her peace, even in the midst of the discomfort, in the situations and experiences that scared her, brought out her desire to defend herself, or brought on a weariness that made her want to run away to the comfort of a life less interesting, and all together less inspiring. Maybe that was the goal: not to be happy with everything, but to be able to find her centre, her own source of peace and comfort, even when faced with the random human challenges of day to day life? My journey in Bali has only just begun, and yet it's already pushed so many of my buttons; physically, emotionally and mentally. I am grateful for more opportunities to clear the blocks to love, despite how it feels at the time. I have gone to sleep the last couple of nights with scary flashbacks every time I close my eyes, and feeling the most unsettled I've felt in a long time. So is the journey. So is the practice. I haven't done yoga since I got here and my body felt it when I finally made one of the longest paddle outs ever this morning on my new board with half the volume I'm used to. And. I did it. I spend my time chanting sanskrit mantras in my head when I'm riding my scooter because it terrifies me, and remind myself that all is well, and everything is as it should be, for my highest good. I catch the stories I tell myself and the judgements I make about any and every situation, relax my shoulders, and breathe. I am so far from having it 'figured out', and yet, I still find myself with faith, trusting that I'm in the right place, being of the most service to my clients, and excited to start my ICF Coach training tonight thanks to the power of the internet, even in the remote corners of Bali. Whatever we learn individually, benefits the collective