Once again technology came to the rescue or just came in handy, I started the day off with a phone call to my dear friend Kerri and it was a loving exchange with intent for change in this new year. We have known each other for a very long time and she is a rare bird from my past life who has stuck by me through all the changes and has witnessed me grow into a strong independent woman, living my best life, as opposed to a woman with many challenges.
Breakfast was spectacular as usual, but it is sad that only Keiko and I eat the traditional soup which is bubur nasi/congee/rice porridge. For my family reading this, the bubur at this resort has all the toppings that we put on Soto and also has chicken poached in turmeric as a topping option, so yes, I have been having Soto Ayam every morning for breakfast. Today they sadly had no Tempe but had a very gentle tahu kerri (curry). I resisted Western stodgy foods and had an omelette and red papaya as well.
Today was a PD content early morning session where we discussed getting in touch with our emotions. Then (insert the jaws music) Jan introduced a fear evoking activity, which spiralled Keiko and I into childlike giggling nervous anticipation. It turned out that she had two shock balls which had to be passed around the circle. The first time we did the activity we were like a gaggle of agitated geese. Prior to the second passing of 'The ball' we did a grounding activity, so when the aforementioned object was passed around a hush fell over the group and we were calm and centred . This activity was used as an analogy for how we anticipate and catastrophize a purported event, and when grounded we can stand strong in the face of calamity.
We were ushered into three shuttles and whisked off to an arts centre where we participated in mindfulness through art therapy. I had elected to do batik with Keiko and Vicki who loves to stay fit chose the Balinese dancing. I made Eric a water buffalo batik which was dyed red, the craft centre is dropping off our very prescriptive 'artwork' today. I know I shouldn't draw comparisons but at WS art studio last year, with Rui and Mali we had drawn the design for our own artwork, so this was just colouring in with a different medium. I am not saying it wasn't fun, just stating that it did not allow for individuality.
Keiko and I elected to eat lunch in town at a dive bar called Cafe Cawang, we expected traditional Indonesian food but instead were presented with posh Asian fusion seared tuna, calamari salad and gado gado.
After a coffee which had no crema and was unfortunately cow milk, we walked in a leisurely fashion back to the Coco supermarket and caught the shuttle back to the resort for our facials. There was a bit of a to do, as two other ladies from our group came at the same time but were bucked off to a later time apparently it was the second time that day. Lucky that they had been practicing mindfulness so they didn't lose their cool. The facial was definitely relaxing however I hightly doubt that these girls were beauticians and if it wasn't complimentary I would not have been happy with one hour becoming 40 mins and the lack of consistency. For instance one of the other's in our group got a hand and arm massage while the peel was drying, another had no peel and at one point Keiko and I were sharing the same 'beautician'.
The bus was taking us into Ubud centre at 6pm so we crammed in and after an uneventful yet picturesque drive we were back at Cocos and we made the long walk up the street to the White Orchid restaurant where we met up with 18 other participants. The food was really overpriced and over rated. Vicki had to wait so long for her order. Keiko's order was wrong, I wish we'd stayed at the resort for their event.
Vicki and I ended the night looking at the stars lying by the pool.
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