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  • About:Bali has a long tradition of Bali Usada, also known as Balinese traditional healing. The Balinese live equally in two worlds: the seen or conscious world called sekala, and the unseen or psychic world, called niskala. In traditional Balinese healing, both of these elements need to be addressed in order to truly heal.

  • What to expect:The experience will be very public. The healer may make magic, create fire, use mudras, draw patterns on your body, spit wads of chewed herbs on your skin, apply scented oils, poke you with sharp sticks and/or give you a deep tissue massage or manipulation.

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Day 3, 03/11/11: Discovering Spirit - Bali

Whilst we ate breakfast the ocean waves crashed and slurped against the rocks; in and out; pushing and pulling. Before our very eyes the lungs of Gaia were breathing.

Whilst Paula did her epic fitness ritual, Jo and I sat by the Yin & Yang pool talking about our experiences over the last few months and what had unfolded during the POL.

Then one by one Ken had arranged for us to have a full body massage with Tonno. In one word - wow! The massage bed was set up on our elaborate veranda overlooking the sea. I can honestly say that I've never had a massage where I could feel things inside my body actually pop. It was like he was shelling large peas under my skin.

As he worked up and down the outer side of my right leg I could feel the nerves respond in my left shoulder. Occasionally I've experienced a similar sensation through acupuncture, particularly in China but never quite like this. When Tonno got to my neck the amount of popping that took place was unnerving. At times I thought my neck would crumble and I'd lose my head.

From receiving regular massage back home I'm fully aware at how much tension I hold in my upper shoulders and neck, so this really was just what the doctor ordered. In no uncertain terms this was the best massage I have ever had. Now considering how many I've had in various parts of the world that's a pretty big statement.

After finding my feet I headed down to chat with Paula by the pool. Ken joined us and we began talking about the different healing practices. I of course mentioned my recent experience of qigong in China and Ken mentioned a qigong healer he had often worked with in Thailand. I couldn't help but wonder; especially with the way synchronicity is in my life whether this was the same healer that Francesco & Daisy were talking about.

As I listened to Kens' words dance effortlessly in the space between us I was again enamoured by his radiant beauty. On so many levels I feel so deeply connected to this kindred spirit; it's like part of our energy, spark and fascination stems from the same source. Almost like at some time or another we drew from the same well.

It seems slightly ironic therefore that it's always Ken himself who tells me, "where possible go to the source". I'd love to have a greater insight into our connection and what the source of that actually is, though I'm sure in its own sweet way that too will be revealed.

Ken mentioned during our diagnosis our feet will be touched to obtain a glimpse into the past or other life which, in this present moment is most affecting us.

As I sat listening to the rhythm of his words an array of emotions swirled. On the surface there was excitement, apprehension but tied into those were the tones of doubt, the whisper of uncertainty; the shake of the head that speaks of not being good enough.

As I listened to all the conflicting dialogues of my ego I paused to take stock. I have no idea what to expect from my first initiation tomorrow and with a whole heart I believe that is an absolute blessing. The beginners' mind, the enquirer, the curious child are my most treasured gifts, they're a powerful resource for in them I can grow and learn; with them I open myself to experience and for them I step blindly along the path unwinding.

After a brief discussion, Paula, Jo and I made the commitment to bare witness and hold the space for each others' process. Tomorrows' diagnosis will therefore be shared in its entirety between the three of us plus Ken and Yoda (please note that due to anonymity and protecting what is scared I have chosen to rename all the healers that we made contact with).

I feel a deep sense of gratitude that these beings have entered my life and that we are here, together experiencing this. The words of Francesco, "let go of all that does not serve you" now infuse; like the awakening of kundalini they tussle and tumble before rising with Kens' words, "here we shed our old skin realities".

Like the sacred serpent itself this is to be our initiation, our rebirth, our transition from one stable state into another. As I sit by the pool, somewhat lost in my thoughts Ken reaches over, his words intuitively wrapped in a truth that most would not see, "Emma, I'll ask you again in Borneo what surrender means".

...Touche Mr Ballard, touche.