One of my favorite moments of last month's trip was discovering this private cove right before we left Nusa Dua, Bali.  It was the morning before we  boarded our flight back to Hong Kong when my sister and I rode bikes out to the edge of the island and ended up discovering this spot hidden beyond the trees. We dodged a few ant hills and scaled the rigid rocks in Birkenstocks as we watched surfers and fishermen from a distance and soaked in the final hours of our trip. This might come off sounding incredibly cheesy, but I like to believe that it was that moment, perched on the edge of the rocks overlooking the ocean that I released myself of all the negativity that had come into my life weeks prior. I'm not sure if you've ever experienced anything similar, but the feeling is somewhat liberating.

My return back to New York though then prompted a combination of stress including the realization that I would face more change -- both good and bad-- in the coming weeks.  The stress in turn created many moment where I would feel sad, resentful, and somewhat bitter about everything that had happened to me.  In fact it was just the other day when I felt that everything that could possibly go wrong, was going wrong.  It was then when a switch flipped on inside of me that I realized I had to take everything off self and on purpose, and that moving forward was about that shift in perspective.  That same shift that had occurred at the edge of Bali as I overlooked the ocean and found peace with the past.