A Bloody War Rite in Tranquil Bali

Every year, men go to war with each other in the ancient village of Tenganan. Their weapon of choice? A batch of thorny Pandan leaves.

A Bloody War Rite in Tranquil Bali

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Just Hear Me Out

There’s sure nuff greatness in pulling someone up and putting them on. Helping them step outside of their comfort zone to learn, to experience and to grow. No doubt. Such good juju. On the strength – that’s a good look.                                                                                                  Even if you have to find ways to help them stay in the game because they’re saying ‘they good’. They ‘got it’. – just keep holding me up. And because you’re a stand-up type of person – you do just that – HOLD THEM UP! You damn right. I got you! WE got YOU! Like seriously. Try this and work it like that. For sure – you got this.                                                   Let me tell ya something – some people need to tap out. Cause they heavy. Ya heard me? Some people need to recognize when ‘it’s been real.’                                           Some people are waiting for YOU to tap them out instead of admitting they’ve had enough. Instead of owning up to it not being a right fit. Instead of allowing it to turn into a struggle instead of a journey. I mean sure maybe you should find a way to ‘thank them for playing’, but life isn’t always situated that way. Don’t front you know it’s not. I know it’s not. As long as they say they can take – we let them have at it. THEY have to step up and tap out.                                                                                Because I’m the one that holds people up, gives them good information, knows a lot about a lot, and willing to share – I find myself wondering how long is a person going to struggle before admitting they had enough. I’ve had several conversations along the way reminding people its not impressive to constantly look for me or anyone else to put in as much work as them. While we’re on the same team, pulling 98% of your weight and 100% of mine makes you heavy and less than impressive. What’s impressive is when you come thru on the strength to holla about how you gave it everything, but you’re good. ‘Thanks for everything’. ‘Thanks for being solid, but I’m working on my exit plan’, or ‘this just isn’t for me’. ‘I appreciate the experience’.  ‘Like that right there is everything. Just man or woman up. That’s respect of self, of the opportunity, of the relationship – tap out when you’ve done everything you could and it’s not working. That doesn’t mean when it gets hard and the hours are long and the sleep is short and its coming together steadily not quickly – nah not then. That’s part of the game recognizing the work you putting in.  When you’re not catching on because the excitement has worn off like lost enthusiasm over new shoes and no matter what angle you focus on your soul lacks sustenance although the plate is full – yeah, please tap out here.

And in all things I Leave You Love

Vietnam’s City of Ghosts – Getty Images TV

Vietnam’s City of Ghosts via Getty Images TV

Vietnam’s City of Ghosts – Getty Images TV

Just 20km east of Vietnam’s old imperial city of Hue, lies An Bang, a sleepy village with a haunting cemetery, known locally as the City of Ghosts. This incredible cemetery is seven times the size of Disneyland, and although it’s centuries old, the striking architecture is a fairly recent addition starting in the 1990s. Over the years, the competition between families to have the most ornate, eye-catching tombs has increased. It’s one of the most opulent places in the world to be laid to rest, and truly one of Vietnam’s most amazing hidden gems. Subscribe to Getty Images TV on YouTube: http://gtty.im/2r0Jgyx Like @gettyimages on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/gettyimages Follow @gettyimages on Instagram:…Read More


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White Chalk

 

Some people like what pain feels like.
They’re enticed by the darkness.
They yearn for the numbing feeling of distress.
And thrive on the struggle to emerge from the black hole.
They’re the type searching for mishaps and tribulations.
With the knowledge of working it out but holding back so they can reach deep into the abyss.
Engulfing themselves.
Waddling in it …
Taking ownership of the spaces they will soon overcome,
So they can profess how they overcame…
So they can give testimony…
Time and again of their victory.
How they took the road less traveled and succumbed to weary and wayward ways
Because the path was met with hardships.
Never mentioning they created the hardships.
How they created the sinkhole by not fortifying the foundation.
How they created the calamity by grasping tight pain.
Held on long after they should have let go, just speak of overcoming tragedy.
They insist on resisting not because they are unable but because they don’t want to.
Their intention is not to feel better, not holistically, but momentarily.
They never want to feel better.
To feel whole.
To feel alive.
To live.
To feel.

 

And in all things I Leave You Love