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☞ Gettin’ Caught in the Rain

November 2, 2011

On my birthday we went to see the Sacred White Herons of Bali.  Said to be lost souls of those killed and buried without due rites in a 1965  failed coup attempt – the white birds descend by the thousands each evening on a tiny stretch of land in the village of Petulu.

The Sacred White Herons of Petulu Bali

The village is quiet at dusk, except for the sound of wings flapping and the birds communicating to each other.  As we were taking in all the beauty of the lush village and its gentle inhabitants, the sky opened up and rain poured down.

The Sacred Herons of Petulu

The Sacred Herons of Petulu Bali

We ducked into the first form of shelter we found.  A garage just big enough for the motorcycle inside.  As we shook off the rain, we noticed a woman was making an offering on the motorcycle.  Nonetheless she welcomed us and told us to stay as long as we liked.

Motorcycle Offering Petulu Bali

Outside children ran with reckless abandon.  Children the world over love to play in the rain.  I remember jumping in puddles myself, loving it when water made its way through my shoes and my toes became ‘squishy’.

The Sacred Herons of Petulu Bali

It was a beautiful way to enjoy getting a little older, while still remembering the importance of remaining young at heart.

The Sacred Herons of Petulu Bali

6 Comments leave one →
  1. November 2, 2011 2:22 am

    I love the pictures of the kids in the rain!

  2. November 2, 2011 2:27 am

    Thanks! Their enthusiasm was contagious :D

  3. Lucy Bowen permalink
    November 2, 2011 4:56 am

    Looks like fun

  4. Pamela permalink
    November 2, 2011 4:14 pm

    You touched my heart.

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