My last day in Bali was truly magical. It left me feeling inspired, connected, and overall extremely grateful for moments that fill my soul. I was staying at The Onion Collective in Ubud and the host Mark offered to take me on an adventure on my last day. How could I refuse? I had no idea where we were going, only that we were getting there by scooter. Here we go! 
Our first stop is the Bumi Sehat Birthing Center. An amazing foundation providing women with access to quality, loving care. The following is taken from their website:
At our Bumi Sehat clinics you will find a blend of allopathic and holistic medicine, which effectively reduces suffering. Research has proven that our children’s first classroom is the womb. Each baby’s capacity to love and trust is built at birth and in the first two hours of life. By protecting pregnancy, birth, postpartum and breastfeeding, we are advocating for optimal humanity, health, intelligence and consciousness. Last year alone, the recorded human services provided by Bumi Sehat totaled more than 50,000.
I knew just by this first stop that Mark, though merely strangers, understood what I was about. I knew I was in for some memorable, authentic experiences. 
After a quick visit, we headed to his favorite salad spot, Alchemy. Bali's first 100% raw vegan cafe & juice bar. For a minute, I thought I was in Venice. It was delicious. 
After we were properly fueled for the day, Mark tells me we are off to a temple with holy water springs. Sign me up! On the way, we pass through several mesmerizing rice paddies and we get caught in an amazing procession in the street. My camera is loving it. The colors of tradition are beautiful.
We eventually get to the Hindu temple Tirta Empul, where people come to purify themselves in the holy water. Mark provides me with a lesson on Hindu offerings and prayer which I find beautiful in tradition and intention. You see offerings all over Bali, but it was the first time that I actually partook in an offering which had me feeling connected to the universe in a deep and profound way. You have to wear a sarong to enter the temple and I quickly felt the magic of the place. Mark looks at me and says, "Want to go in? Is there is something you want to work through?" With the gravity of what this year has granted me, I am quick to exclaim "YES!"
We both decide to go in.
You have to change into another set of sarongs and leave your belongings in a locker. I don't have any pictures of my dip because I was without a camera, and perhaps something so spiritual only needed documentation within. I slid into the water surrounded by koi fish and visited each of the 12 fountains that are fed by the sacred spring. It felt other worldly. The purity and beauty of the moment was so overwhelming that it often left me on the verge of tears.
What's more is as we were finishing up, Mark and I realize that the procession we had just gotten lost in has now found their way to the temple. We had no idea they would end up here. Mark tells me I must have some special connection to this village. I felt like I was in the vortex of spiritual beauty. The temple is suddenly filled with traditional dances, music, offerings. We look at each other in awe and barely have the words to explain what is happening. "Where are we?"
There is also another pool packed with koi and cute kids...
We then see a path that leads up the hill and we make our way up the side. As we marvel at the view, an older women appears and offers us fruit that was blessed and I am feeling truly blessed at this point. She hands it to us and is on her way. It's a beautiful transaction from quite a beautiful face.
After all of this, I am almost dizzy with awe. We hop back on the scooter and as the day is nearing the end, I am left with powerful images that fill my heart. I couldn't think of a better way to end my stint in Indonesia. Blessed is me. 
Thank you Mark.
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