The first few days of living outside the Sri Ramanasramam at our new apartment felt a bit like I’d been pushed out of the nest or kicked out of heaven and rudely thrown back into regular life despite my wishes. Immediately on reconnecting to my clients I learned that two of my projects had gone into a bit of a crisis mode that’ll keep me working heavily at the computer through most of December, cutting back drastically on my available time for meditation, self-inquiry, blogging, and exploring Tiruvannamalai. And nice and new as our apartment is, a new construction site…
digital nomad
I’ve spent most of the past few days getting back into work. I find Hubud a very easy place to be. People are pretty friendly and everyone likes talking about travel – most of us have that in common, though there’s certainly plenty of local Balinese coworkers too. There’s a variety of spaces to work in whether you feel the need for productive quiet or a lively space where you can gab with your neighbours. There’s a tempting cafeteria, and some beanbags to flake out in. I like to set up near the window facing the garden, even though there’s…
Has it really been just three days? Travel has that effect where every day stretches into new dimensions. With no routine to speak of, your sense of a “day” loses its familiar frame of reference, and you’re left baffled by how much or how little time you somehow have left on the clock. On Thursday morning I went for a big long walk away from the buzz of my area of Ubud. I went up the Penestanan stone stairs and followed the road through quiet villas and houses and jungle, explored the little village of Penestanan, had a bite to…