Today is the last day of the year. It's another day on the fabulous island of Gili Trawangan. Today I spent my day in two timelines. Most of the day in the paradise of the present. And for a while - measured by the grains of sand flowing from ...
187.| Gili Trawangan
I arrive in Gili Trawangan. 0.01% Indonesia, after a long journey, bargaining and sore muscles, I arrive on a small, yet huge island.
186. | Peaceful, happy hatred…
A personal writing about why leaving Hungary became part of my identity, and how the division affects me, seen from the outside.
185. | Morning meditation
A gentle, guided morning meditation that helps you slow down, arrive, and come closer to yourself. 10 minutes of true presence a day.
184. | Om III.
Om in the city, Om on my hand. Two forms, one meaning: inner silence and action in silence. Not an ornament, but a compass.
183. | Trash removal
I cleared out everything from objects to doors. What remained became lighter. What went away was no longer me. End-of-year cleanup, inside and out.
182. | Cumi Kuah Hitam
Cumi Kuah Hitam – black ink seafood soup from Bali. Spicy, deep umami flavors, three sambals, sweating, survival and a brief moment of feeling like a local.
181. | White Elephant Gift Exchange Christmas on Bali
My first tropical Christmas in Bali: a white elephant gift exchange, human moments, laughter, dangerous fireworks and a LEGO bamboo that created community.
180. | 95% Christmas
There was no tissue paper, just words, memories, and a few messages. A Christmas that wasn’t about absence, but about connection.
179. | The smells and sounds of Denpasar
The scents and human gestures of Denpasar tell stories about respect, presence, and how everyday life becomes a gift in Bali.