Becoming A Godmother

Makani Maitraya Best
Born 5/2/2015 at 1:18pm
6 pounds 14 ounces

A beautiful baby girl. I am officially a Godmother.

This is my best friend Omni Love. Aum, her partner, is also my dear brother and friend.
They just made the most beautiful baby appear on this planet, and named Kellen and I Godparents.
I am thrilled, in awe, overjoyed, taken by the cuteness, and totally in love with this little being!

I have not birthed my own child yet, but one day will. I am so thankful to get the practice on Motherhood through Kellen's three kids from his previous marriage, and now with Omni Love's little baby girl. I feel blessed to have so many amazing little children around me (and with all of my other friends giving birth, that number just keeps growing)!

One thing that is interesting that is very obvious to me (and to Kellen) is how much my desire for a baby has increased while being in the presence of a mother who has just given birth. All of her hormones designed to facilitate a head over heals love affair with baby are contagious! My eggs are dropping all over the place. Haha! It's kind of funny, actually. Kellens offering to get my a kitten and all sorts of things. Truly, I am just ready to focus on writing my book. These blogs are helping me get in the habit of daily writing. Thanks for going along with me on this journey....hopefully one day you can say you read my lil' ole blog before I was an international best seller ;)

But I mean LOOK AT THIS?! Wouldn't this make YOU want a baby with this man, TOO?!

It has been just amazing watching Omni Love's transition into motherhood. She is full of grace. She makes it look seamless. I know she is having her highs and lows, but I can tell by her palpable field of love that she is just overflowing with agape (the highest form of love) for this little being she has just birthed. Truly, an honor to witness.

Aum is also looking very natural as Papa Puma, as well. I love seeing my brothers stepping into their roles as new daddies! It's such a special site, so sweet to see it all unfolding. So many couple friends of mine have had babies this spring, it's just lovely!

I'll keep this one short and sweet. I have been bursting at the seems to share Makani's beauty, but tried to keep it in until she was at least two weeks old. She is smiling and squirming and being the healthiest little bean ever! If you are inspired to purchase some of Omni Love's amazing handmade feather earrings or Infinity Facial Oil (cleared my acne) then please click this link and make a donation to supporting this beautiful family: www.gofundme.com/omnilove 

Blessings!
Shellie White Light

~Shine Full Spectrum~

Reunited

And it feels SO good! Dang. Me and my babe, Kellen, we were apart for two whole months and celibate with each other for four months (for plant study purposes) up until Thursday April 22. It’s about two weeks later and we’ve emerged from a beautiful cocoon of reconnection, rekindling, and reality bending love making. Wow.

This blog is an experiment for me, as I have never publicly written about my sex life for an audience as ‘intimate’ as Facebook. TodayI am breaking through a major barrier in my writing. I am going to do my best to describe with a certain balance of details and appropriateness....my orgasm.

I know that my mom and dad could read this, so it’s a good thing they know me really well and we have a transparent relationship. We’ve had ‘the talk’. They know I am making big girl decisions safely and using my ‘head and heart’, and they love Kellen :) I am not ashamed if my family reads this blog. This statement. This authentic and vulnerable expression of my words and deepest truths. My orgasm was a communion with God. It’s something to sing about! 

I promise I’ll get to the actual orgasm in the next few paragraphs. What would an orgasm blog be without a little foreplay, anyway? ;) It would be short and sweet and to the point, but this orgasm, and this blog, were a spiraling vortex with infinite directions and inexplicably beautiful scenery along the way. My orgasm was an adventure, and this blog is my way of picking up the cookie crumbs to find my way back a life I knew before this orgasm. But the cookie crumbs aren’t there. There is no ‘way back’. It was a portal....a way in. Here I live, at this new level. In this new and higher dimension of love, not wanting to find my way back, happy for the fire at the belly of the stove and all of the passion and purpose brewing away. 

I do not feel like a lost child. I feel like a found woman. Many of my sister-friends around me are pregnant and having babies. It is so beautiful to watch and witness. Swollen bellies and glowing faces, loving partners and parties with tiny little things. My thirty year old body is like ‘yes! Babies!’ and then my nomadic heart says ‘yes! but later!’ and then my career oriented and adventurous mind says ‘condoms! more condoms!’ Truly, being a ‘woman’ in her power in this moment for me looks like so many beautiful choices! I am happy to have made the choice to write these words for you, as I am preparing the way for something explosive....something that has the power to make babies, but can be used also to create in any realm. The All Powerful and Magical Orgasm!

It takes a lot of dedication to commit your orgasm to a higher cause. If you don’t ‘state’ the cause, it’s all good because obviously the underlying force behind most orgasm is love. There are many different levels of love when it comes to orgasm. It may be for the love of the actual orgasm itself, and not even for the person helping facilitate the orgasm. But for me, I have found that the most powerful, gushing, full body, rolling, long lasting, take your breath away and forget your name for a moment orgasms....comes from being in the presence of love fully with the human you are making love with.  

That’s right. Fully present in Love for a mind-bending, reality expanding, better than any drug life changing orgasmic bliss. FULLY present. Not thinking about someone else, or the clothes in the dryer, or what’s for dinner, how the kids are getting home, what he said to you last week, the weird thing your boss does with his lip, the tv shows you need to catch up on or even the way your body looks......all of these thoughts will put the orgasms in the ‘short and unfulfilling’ category. I found I had orgasms like this with men that I didn’t have any emotional connection with at all in my late teens and early twenties. It wasn’t until a few years and potent realizations around monogamous sexual cultivation with one beautiful human that I realized the depth and profundity potentially present with every opportunity to have an orgasmic, ecstatic union. 

Alright, long awaited and ready to be revealed....just one more detail.

My orgasm asks that you please respect it. If you want to talk about it, or the place where it originates (ah-hem) then please do so with respectful words and thoughts. My orgasm has her own rights, and she tends to be less shy when she feels trusting, safe and open. She wants to fully show up for you! So....Without further ado....

Simultaneously, we climaxed and crescendoed on the same note, during the same symphony, sung by the purest of angels, in the lush gardens of Eden, at a moment in time where every single thing in the world was beautiful, everything electric in my body was sparked and my heart felt like it was a liquid lava field seeping into the cracks of the earth, filling me up completely, merging with him completely, feeling the essence of God completely.....boom. Pure awareness. Ecstatic bliss. Oneness. 

Our bodies intertwined, pulsating in unison, reaching the climactic experience at the same time, in the same breath! Time stood still. I have no idea how long the actual ‘orgasm’ lasted, but riding the wave before and cresting to shore after seemed like an entire lifetime. I so love Kellen. His touch feels like home.

After four months of being celibate due to our extensive plant studies in the Amazon earlier this year, we are finally reunited...with no restrictions on carnal fun ;) Our days have been a haze of delicious reunion here on the luscious island of Mama Maui. 

I feel so trusting in the love that is flowing through me. I’ve been happily writing, and lots of creative yum came through in writing workshops we are co-teaching at upcoming festivals like Bhakti Fest and Celebrate Life Tantra Festival. Kellen and I will teaching couples breath work, serving cacao and tea and enjoying ourselves this summer and upcoming seasons. We are joyful and relaxed in the frequency of reunion.

May you be blessed with compatibility in your relationships and connections. My best friend has just had a baby! I venture into another world now...being a Godmother! I have the honor of helping my friend introduce her first child into this realm! It’s very exciting. Lots of good vibes here in Maui and I’m feeling so much gratitude for my Ohana here on this island. It is magical the way we are all so supported. Aloha Nui Loa!

Mama Maui, Baby Makani

I begun writing this on the plane from Tokyo to Maui. I finish writing this sitting in my best friends jungle cottage in Huelo, helping her prepare for the birth of her first baby. They plan to call him or her Makani. It is the New Moon. I am choosing to finish this writing project today and make way for the new one. My book. It is time! I have dedicated over a month of my life to writing about how Bali has changed me and for this I am grateful. Now I know the dedication it takes to write at least two to five pages daily. It is not easy work, and there are days when it just doesn’t happen. But overall, I stuck to it and have something to show for it. I am not sure just how many people have actually read it, but honestly, I don’t care. I needed to do this for me. I needed to do this to clear the pipe line, to pave the way for the more powerful work: My Book. The first of many. I realized being in Bali that my main purpose in this life is to write and talk and do it with passion in front of the right people, at the right time, with the right message and make an impact. I have a potent story and when I tell it, hearts are opened and lives have been changed. I am feeling very good about this and want to continue on this path of writing, speaking and helping others realize their gifts through my gifts. Truly, that is what the White Light is for. It is for reflection. Illumination. Realization.  

Today there were many changes happening all around me, yet I felt strong and firm in my relaxed experience. I witnessed a brother go through some intense medicine work and he was changed, I witnessed another brother through the death of his lover/mentor who had terminal cancer, I witnessed the birthday of my dear sister Anisa Taylor who crossed over more than a year ago.....I witnessed this New Moon energy take its course and its toll on the lives of those around me and I know that I am not exempt from this force field. I chose to use the powerful energy, complete with howling winds, to empty myself of words about Bali, upload all of the videos I took over there to my computer, create a prioritized “To Do” list for the coming days, and write all of the ways I want to show up for myself by the next New Moon, the next 3 months, 6 months, 1 year, 3 years, 5 years and 10 years. It seems so far away to achieve these 10 year dreams of functional communities, retreat centers, international home bases, millions of dollars, best selling books, a family that is totally provided for, a radio/tv show and joint ventures of epic proportions...but that is why it’s a ten year plan and not a ten month plan. It’s almost easier for me to see the big picture than it is for me to focus on the present. I am a dreamer. And I’m not the only one ;)

For now, the present moment is asking me to write write write. I used much of my precious time in Bali and now using it here on Maui to prepare me for this. Instead of writing a daily blog I write a daily chapter. Simple! Right? My prayer for myself is that I do not procrastinate. I choose to harness the power of this wind and Arian Moon to ignite the fire within me that wants to see this book, and the many that follow, all the way through to completion, promotion and stardom. I know my message is valuable enough to reach tens of millions and beyond. If my first book, or any book I write could sell over 1 Billion copies I think that would be my life’s purpose completed. In the moment, anyway. 

Then, once I have a book that sells a billion copies I get to talk about it, which is the really fun part! I love to talk especially when it’s helping people find their center and discover options they hadn’t considered before. I have known since I was a child that I was meant for big things, and I know that my books are a huge part of it. They are a platform for me to launch from, into the ocean of inspired speaking, motivational performance, youth empowerment, feminine empowerment and self love exploration. I am just one woman, one voice. But I have the courage to tell my story, speaking up and out, ready to ride the wave once people start listening. I have had the support of my beautiful parents to do this my whole life, and now my community is beginning to support me as well. If you are reading this blog, you are part of this support team. THANK YOU! This is the last of the regular blogs and now I will write blogs once a week, maybe more here in there if there is something super epic occurring. In the meantime, sign up for my newsletter HERE and stay posted on the happenings that way. I love you dearly and really appreciate your time and energy. Now, I am off to celebrate the birth of my first godchild and also Earth Day, and my Beloved arrives in five days!!! We haven’t seen each other in TWO MONTHS. Once we have throughly reconnected. there will be a blog on that for sure ;) That one will be juicy indeed, and perhaps with a PG-13 rating as well. 

There is always a story to tell. I hope you are inspired by mine to find a way to share yours.

As One,

Shellie White Light

Day 38-40: The Last Three Days

Roosters call out at dawn. The cicadas are blaring if its full sun. It’s easy to wake up with nature when you have a live alarm clock outside your door. You would never find that in the city, a rooster as your wake up call. As I sit on my personal porch the sweet man running the bungalow brings me a tea cup, tea bag, dried coffee, sugar and a thermos full of hot water. I as I rise with the morning morning, and sip my black tea while watching the woman place the daily offerings with intention. The smell of the sweet incense is forever with me. The offerings of smoke, food, fruit, rice, all placed on palm leaf sections, left at various times of day can be found in front of every shop, every temple, every place deemed sacred or simply a spot fit for devotion in the moment. The beauty here is deeply impressed in my heart. The simplicity and reverence resounds in my soul. The structures have left a permanent memory in my mind, palaces and carvings and statues galore. The people have shown me how to be a more dedicated, decent human being. Bali is now in my blood. It has entered me through every sense and cellular aspect of my being. I have absorbed Bali into my very essence. I will carry her with me. She and I are One.

I go about my busy business of returning the massage table I borrowed, finishing up some last minute shopping, having a few meetings for future retreats and promotional opportunities. Business as usual in BALI. I realize that I have achieved so much while being here. I actually do have business partners and meetings that are valuable and creating opportunities that are substantial. Bali has blessed me in ways far beyond exposing me to superior beauty. Bali has blessed me with life long connections, friendships, lifestyle changes, potential career paths, material for my novel, cultural depth, new dreams, bigger dreams, the accomplishment of previous dreams, a strengthened sense of self, this blog, a better relationship with my partner as distance has made us stronger and more deeply in love, and above and beyond all else an exponentially increased attitude of gratitude!!! It is so easy to wake up in thanks, walk the streets in thanks, shop in thanks, buy gifts with thanks, eat delicious meals with thanks, visit with friends in thanks, revel in all of this beauty with thanks and go to sleep with a full heart every night with the deepest, most profound thanks. I am truly, immensely grateful to have spent this time here, allowing this magic to unfold. 

I bored a plane soon to fly away from this lovely island to another tropical paradise, Maui. I left from Maui and to Maui I shall return. My original plans before my best friend told me she was pregnant was to stay six months, and travel to Thailand, India, Nepal, Bhutan and Tibet. I still have this grand goal. Next year and in the years to follow I will set foot in all of these beautiful lands and leave no spiritual stone unturned. I am not seeking. I know whats there. Inside me, that is. I not 'looking for myself'. I found my essence a good while back. I am here to observe as much beauty as possible on this planet while I can, and traveling to some of the most incredible lands on the planet seems to reveal beauty in ways I could not imagine. I am not seeking my self anymore. I am perfectly found. I only want to steep myself in the experiences that these magical lands have offered wanderers for eons. I am happy to be going to Maui...again. I find myself returning to this particular paradise over and over again since 2011. It was my first "Big Adventure". And now, The Biggest Adventure of all awaits....a child is to be born! I am ecstatic and feeling very happy about this upcoming blessing. Bali has been one beautiful and wild ride, through and through, and now I feel the real work will begin as I arrive to support my beloved Best Friend in the Universe, Omni Love, as she enters the final weeks of her pregnancy. She is going to be a mommy! And I an Auntie. This is a special time, and I feel very blessed that I could go to Bali and back and still arrive in time to be a part of it all. My Beloved partner Kellen will arrive also, just a week after I do. This is extremely exciting for two reasons: one, he has never been to Maui so I get show him my Hawaiian Homeland, and two, we have not seen each other for TWO WHOLE MONTHS! Eeek! Close the doors and don't come a knockin', that's all I have to say about that ;)

Packing. I pack all of the things and it doesn’t take me as long as I thought it would. I tape up the hula hoops and tuck and squish all the clothes. I make everything very small and I purposely leave a couple articles of clothing behind that I secretly hate and never wear. I check out and pay the lady for two nights and a bottle of water. 305,000 rupiah. That's a little under $30. She says I can hang in my room until my taxi comes. Good. I need a little more time. I drink a little more coffee and have a few more moments of sun by the pool. I shower. I rinse my body with the last bit of Balinese water that I will feel on my skin for a good long while. But, I know this is not goodbye. It doesn’t even feel remotely close to being goodbye. I know it is a “thank you for coming, see you again very soon” type of moment between her and I. We have an agreement. We like each other. Our first encounter has gone extremely well and can still be improved upon! Everything has room for improvement, and I would say my first trip over here was a phenomenal start. 

From teaching at the most epic international hoop gathering of Sacred Circularities, to performing at Bali Spirit Fest, to giving body work, breath work and Human Design sessions, to stabbing my finger in the spiky tree, to communing deeply with the lotus pond, to being a Queen in a Water Palace, to hooping my heart out, to praying traditionally as the Balinese do at the Water and Mother temples, to the salty oceanic awesomeness, to the volcano, to the rice fields, to the best friends and new friends, to my first medicine drum, to the sunrises and sunsets, to the geckos and monkeys, to befriending amazing musicians and singing my story to my peers, to the love, the light and the letting go..........

To Bali. 

To sweet, generous, beautiful, bountiful, brilliant, breathtaking Bali....I love you!

Blessings from the Heartland,

Shellie White Light

Days 35-37: Gili Air

Ahhhhhh....white sands, turquoise water, full sun, good food, great company and mushroom tea! Ha! That about sums it up. The rest is just details about giant monitor lizards, bad psy-trance music and snorkeling. I really needed a vacation while on, um, vacation. I had been working for four weeks straight, three weeks teaching hoop dance at Sacred Circularities and one week assisting and performing at Bali Spirit Fest.  I hadn’t had the chance yet to just full on relax, and when I saw Tammy while riding down the street on the motor bike, saying “Im headed to the Gili’s”, everything in me screamed “I’m going with you!” And so, I did.

I packed a little bag, grabbed my hoops, extracted some funds from the ATM and hopped in a cab with Tammy and Sita to catch the boat to Gili Air. There are multiple Gili Islands, all of which I want to visit someday, but today we were headed to the Air  Around this time of year there is always a big after party for the Pirates Retreat, which is a small fire and flow festival that happens on it’s own little private island.  The Pirates after party consists of non-stop psy-trance music which to me is some of the worst music to my ears on the whole planet, except music that has negative lyrics. I have no judgement, it’s just far from my personal preference of musical choice. But it's all good, I'm not going for the music, I'm going for the people and the place. Plus, it's healthy for me to step out of my comfort zone now and again.

We arrived on Gili Air after an hour taxi ride from Ubud and an hour boat ride from the port. We took a horse and carriage (no motor taxis here) around about half the island to find a bungalow for the three of us to share. We found one called Puri Air and made ourselves at home. We unpacked and went across the street to have a sunset dinner. After dinner we decided we would ‘take a nap’ and then head to the party. I went to sleep around 8pm and I had my alarm set for 10:45pm. It never went off. Instead, we awoke around 4:45am and went to the party then! It was still bumpin' full on. We enjoyed the sunrise and danced to some not-so-bad psy-trance, practiced some hoops and watched the crazy kids who had been burning fire all night continue to spin away. It was actually pretty fun. I saw my friend Yul from Peru who I had spent two months in the jungle with out there. We told each other we would end up meeting and Bali, and there on Gili, we did! We danced and I hooped and we could only take so much of the crazy psy-trance and littered beer bottles. It was time we went for our breakfast. 

After breakkie we rented some bikes and headed to the local reggae bar for some magical mushroom tea. Yes! 

We sipped on tea and did yoga and headstands and then got into the water. To me, this was the most the magical moment of the trip. The water was perfect in temperature, color, current and caress. My body really appreciated soaking in the salt and my eyes were happy with all of the brilliant sparkling ripples and waves. I felt like a mermaid! Sita and I just giggled and swam around. I recognized what a blessed life I live, and I would need to hold on to this moment of recognition later in the day when events took a slight turn downhill....more on that later.

After what felt like hours playing in the shallow waters of shore we decided to rent some snorkeling masks. We rode our bikes a little further down and came across our good friend Gail O’Brien who had just finished teaching at Pirates. She took us to her super cute little cottage and walked us around the garden. In her garden were these crazy huge monitor lizards that looked totally prehistoric and like they could definitely eat me if they wanted to! I took some film and footage from a distance. There was this one moment where I thought the lizard was going to attack a little cow right in front of us, but no! It just made a weird little farting sound and slithered back into the water. It was certainly an odd site to witness! All on camera. I’ll eventually post it on my YouTube :)

After some lizard watching we went for a snorkel with Gail. It was kind of sad for me to see that the reef on the shore was all pretty much dead from blasting it back in the day for fishing purposes. Now there are still some really beautiful fish, but the reef is grey. I experienced the same thing snorkeling in Australia, and in the Bahamas. I have yet to see live, vibrant coral reef. I know it’s out there, but it is a sobering reality to see how much of it has vanished. On the bright side however, there were sea turtles and beautiful rainbow spectrum fish, polyps and all sorts of interesting creatures that I dared not go near, but enjoyed hovering over the seascape and the beauty that resided there. 

After snorkeling with my lady friends we took our bikes all around the island. It doesn’t take long to ride around the island at all, maybe 30 minutes, but we took all day between tea and friends! We did some shopping and had a nice lunch. I got lots of nice little gifts for the kids back home, my parents, my friends and my lover. I realized I needed to go to the ATM after all of that and lo and behold, guess what I found was missing?! MY ATM CARD! I didn’t panic though. I remembered how perfect life felt only hours ago in the rippling light waves of the ocean, smiling and feeling at peace. I made all the calls needed and was able to borrow enough from my friend to get back home. Thank God for my sweet Beloved Kellen who went above and beyond to make sure I could access all of the funds I needed for the remainder of my stay in Bali, and baggage fees backs to the islands. It takes a community sometimes to help you out in a time of need, and I am very grateful my friends were able to say when I needed to ask.

We had a nice hoop session on the beach. I have become obsessed with practicing balancing the hoop on the tip of my middle finger over my head. After our sunset beach hoop session, we had a nice dinner of yellow fin tuna and caught a horse back to our bungalow in a downpour. Another early bedtime for us crazy kittens.

We awoke, had our morning meal, watermelon juice and tea, and then made our way back on the boat and in a cab to Ubud. I only had three days, two nights left, to be in Bali, with a few loose ends to tie up, so I checked into a cheap bungalow with a nice pool and decided that after all of this time with friends and faces, I needed to just chill. Me and the pool. That’s it.

I love this place so much and feel so honored to have been here for five whole weeks!

I am definitely returning next year with more time, more money, and more space in my schedule for unplanned adventure, as this spontaneous trip to the Gilis was just what I needed.

Truly, a blessing of blessings to lounge in blue water on white sands with good friends by your side. Looking forward to having my lover with me next year as this place is totally romantic. If you are looking for a lovely place to honeymoon at anytime, Bali is your best bet! Until next time, stay shining....

and Be The Love,

Shellie White Light

Day 34: Music For The Soul

From Tirtagganga, I made my way to Canggu to visit my friend Kayo (amazing clothing designer) and catch the last Dustin Thomas show, with Jus Wright opening. I love these kids. They are the voice of a new wave of music. These musicians sing of real time world issues and real life stories pour from their soulful sounds, and they do it with hearts a flame. My first taste of music like this was Nahko, with whom I was able to spend beautiful time with in 2012 and 2013, even performing with him and Medicine For The People for six shows along the East Coast of Australia. Dustin has performed with Nahko and is now on his own mission, with a big voice, big hair and standing tall. I really value his passion for exposing truths that many may not uncover on their own, but music has a way of weaving it’s way into the hearts and psyches of so many. Dustin is on a fiery path, blazing a trail along with others like Nahko, Jus Wright, Sara Tone, Trevor Hall of SOJA, Michael Franti, Matisyahu, and so many more that deliver a potent message with their pleasing sounds. I like to choose music of this nature, that is still underground and independent, to perform my hoop pieces to, to help get these musicians exposed and appreciated. It worked with Nahko's music , and now I have the whole hoop community obsessed, haha! Dustin, your next buddy! Be ready hoopers, some new jams are headed your way.

The show was so much fun! I danced with my hoops for some of Jus Wright’s songs, helping to get the crowd stoked and dancing. Then, Dustin rocked it and got the crowd to donate over 4 million rupiah to fund buying guitars for local village kids who want to play music. An inspiring site to witness. The more I listen to music like this the more I want to play music like this. It ignites something within me that desires to use my voice in a more powerful way. I love telling stories and singing, so I feel that once I learn an instrument other than my own voice, that song writing and performance of this nature will unfold naturally. It was a really powerful moment being on that beach at Old Man’s Beer Garden with Dustin and Jus on stage resounding a noise that helped hundreds find a center point in a world of chaos. 

Before the show I took a while to myself on the beach with my lighted LED hoops and just gave the local stall owners a surprise light hoop show. It’s color therapy for me, and it’s nice to just dance to dance, knowing others are watching but it’s not officially a performance or anything. It’s just for the Love. Music for the Love. Dance for the Love. Love for the Love.

After the show I was blessed to catch a sleepy ride back to Ubud with the boys. I wasn’t sure exactly what I would do when I got to Ubud at 3AM but luckily my brother had a bed for me and I got a little sleep between roosters and village sounds. In the morning I still wasn’t sure why I was in Ubud and so I hitched a ride towards Clear Cafe, thinking I would get some ‘clarity’ at Clear, along with some yummy breakfast. Before we even got to the main road I saw my girl Tammy FireFly, saying she was headed to Gili Air Island for a little R&R and to visit with all of the tribe who would be there for a post Pirates Retreat Trance Party. I’m not into psytrance but I sure did like the idea of heading to the beach with some girlfriends! I never made it to Clear Cafe that day, but I did end up on a boat headed to the sunny Gilis! Spontaneity and adventure are always first on my list at times like these. When in doubt, do something you weren’t expecting.

Here are some photos of the DT and Jus Wright show, and until next time, keep shining, singing and holding the flame strong in your heart of hearts. Journey on!

-Shellie White Light

Days 32 & 33: Tirtagganga ~ The Palace of Holy Waters

Today as I awoke the sky was pink and the earth was misty. There was a fine line between heaven and the ground. Perhaps I have found a place where the two become one. The ocean lies on the horizon, and some mountainous islands sitting as if they were afloat on the majestic sea. The thousands of lotuses open and close, devoted to the low light, and the fragrance of incense and frangipani’s wafts through the air. My ears are not distracted but soothed by the constant sound of the ever flowing spring fed fountains. My eyes relax as I take in the early morning sunlight through the trees, giving thanks for another day in this blessed, beautiful, holy land. I can see dozens of fountains from my pillow in my hand carved wooden bed. I feel the wind and smell the morning mist. I am honored to awake in such beauty; a waking dream. I give thanks.

I have been rising at 5AM so that I don’t miss one single second of this precious light. 

I feel like a Queen. I am actually staying in a villa that was formerly royal headquarters. There was a time when this was truly a palace, now it is mostly a place for tourists to view and local children to swim, but luckily, I have a connection to a friend who owns a beautiful villa on the property. I am using this time and these sacred grounds for creation. I am allowing my waters of creation to flow. Of course, my moon water has also come during this time. By moon water I mean ‘my period’. This is auspicious in my eyes, as a woman’s moon time is her prime peak of creative focus, a time for nesting and being nurtured, and a time to honor the waters of the world. So Here I Am, in the Palace of Holy Waters, being served delicious and nutritious foods, writing, dancing, and feeling right at home as a royal citizen of this precious planet. 

I am only here in Bali for one more week. I am writing this on a Thursday and I leave next Wednesday. I will be back on Maui in 8 days. Wow. It’s kind of crazy and hard to feel into that. I feel like I am just completely arriving, actually. I am just learning my first words of Indonesian and Balinese. It’s peak Durian season! I am just now beginning to know the names of the beautiful faces I have been meeting and seeing over and over again amongst the festivities and social happenings (which are ALL the time in Ubud). I really love it here. I tell the truth when I say I will have a home here some day. One day, hopefully in the near future, I will have a place here in South East Asia to call my own, a place to keep my ‘Bali Wardrobe’ and snorkeling gear, my Asian adornments and Hindu inspired altar pieces. I realize I want homes in many regions of the world; Continental North America, Hawaii, Asia, South America and even though I haven’t been there yet I feel the call to Southern Europe. As a global citizen, I feel blessed to be able to travel the way I have, to stay in places like this beautiful Water Palace, from where I write these words. 

As my skin is softened and browned by the sun during my time here in Bali, the waters have softened and suppled my soul. I feel more radiant and in my female prowess than ever before. Finally, I feel like a woman. I have embraced my power, my beauty and my mission ten fold since setting foot on this lovely land. I am beyond grateful for these people, the culture, the food, the wisdom, the volcano which I have to visit first thing when I return, and especially thankful to my dear sister in creation Jaguar Mary who created Sacred Circularities, the platform that I love so much that brought me all this way. I may have made it some other way at some other time, but I am so glad I was invited to teach hoop dance in Bali! I keep saying it over and over again, but it's real....Dreams Do Come True!

Lunch is now served, so it is time to retire from my keyboard for the day. Until tomorrow, be well and vital in all that you do, and know that time is only a tool to keep us on track in achieving our purposes, passions and positive perceptions. As the time has flown by as swiftly and silently as an owl in the night during my time here, I realize that we are simply spinning, turning, twirling like the tides, neither coming nor going, but moving in the moment, as the moment also moves. It is time. Whatever you desire, now is the time. Follow, reach, grab and go. Don’t cling or hold, just flow with the wave. Wherever it drops you, there you are. Sometimes you get lucky, and the tide drops you in some magical royal quarters at a beautiful Water Palace in rural Bali. Hold the Flame!

Bless You!

May you see magic in every moment,

Shellie White Light

Enjoy the magical pictures!