From Sanur to Amed and then to Ubud, the journey continues.
I cannot count how many times I have said that I fell in love with Ubud. And I can say it, see it and fall in love with it over and over again. It is the kind of love I express to anyone who asked where I have been recently. It is the kind of love that grows fonder with distance, leaves a special place in your being, never forgotten.
Rice terraces, artisans of different crafts and temples are often associated with Ubud. But more than what the eyes can see, I felt closer to nature, the people, everything from the past and of the present. The invisible ties I have with all other people and things who inhabited and presently inhabiting the place where I was felt stronger. I also glimpsed the connection to the future and such feeling made me more cautious on preserving the wonders that made this wonderful experience possible. But most importantly, I felt closer to myself.
The discoveries continue–from within me to what surrounds me but that will be for a different post. I hope the photos here made you understand the spiritual communion I had in Ubud.
You did such a beautiful job of capturing the wonder and mystery of Ubud. Lovely photos and words. All the best, Terri
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Wonderful photos – such a lush and colorful place. Must have been difficult to leave
It is, Maria. I wish I stayed for at least a month. Thank you, as always. :)