02/09/2025
Where do I start?
Today is my last night in Bali this will be the first of many posts on my transformation.
I arrived here three weeks ago thinking I was coming for respite to recharge and reconnect with myself.
And boy, did that happen, but it was so much more than that.
Bali is such a contradiction, very spiritual energy, but such poverty and corruption.
It’s still hard for me to get my head around. Even the poorest will give daily offerings to their gods, even if it is only a grain of rice and some flower petals.
The Balinese people are amazing, very open hearted, putting up with tourists and their superiority demands, international investors ra**ng and pillaging their country for the material wealth it brings.
I spoke to so many locals and they were all disappointed in their rulers.
As the people on the ground struggle to survive on the barest minimum, the elites in power take and take and take more.
For me, $250 aud is poverty and I have the capacity to go to our government to get help if I’m that hard up, but to a local taxi driver whose car air-conditioner breaks down, it can mean work or starve.
I understand the law of attraction and creating your own reality, but for these people who are caught in this poverty program, low education, hardly any jobs and natural resources stripped away.
It can be hard to change or create abundance for basic survival.
I never argued with the price of things, I just paid what was asked. It was already 1/10th of what I would pay in Australia.
My issue was, that there was an underlying vibration of desperation related to these transactions. That understanding that tourists are richer, so they charge more, but this then changes the frequency of that soul to drop into an underlying lack of integrity vibration.
Yes, this is a judgment that will trigger people, but when you see things from the frequency picture and not the illusion in front of you, it is easy to see how this then affects the collective consciousness of a culture.
It is the greed of the tourists that have contributed to this. Forcing the price increases as tourists try to beat these people down a few cents- yes cents, not millions.
In Australia, I will pay and not blink at $150 for a 1.5hr massage.
Bali cost $20 per hour, if it is in a proper shopfront then some of that minimum rate will go towards the owner of the shop who is normally from Europe or Australia.
That means the person doing the actual work, gets even less than $20 per hour and has to pay taxes.
If I hired a car driver to take me out for the day, driving me all over the place and waiting while I explored, the most I would pay was $90 for a 10hr day.
In all consciousness I could not do this, so I offered to pay for their lunch and snacks and probably tipped them as well.
Most of them were too embarrassed to eat with me in more Bali belly safe places, so they humbly declined.
So next time you come to Bali, please think how good you have it in Australia, don’t try to beat them down any more than they are already.
Bali has taught me to open my heart, hopefully you will see a different perspective too.
