Life with kids in Sydney's East
When you have a dream, you have a choice. You can continue to wish and wonder, or you can take the steps to turn that crazy idea into a reality. I chose the latter, and now I am here, living my dream – writing from my computer amongst the rice fields of rural Bali. Nine weeks ago my husband and I made the decision to uproot our family and move from our comfortable Bondi bubble to an unknown life on the little island of Bali.
One week in, and I am surprised at how settled we all feel. Perhaps it’s that we are still in “holiday mode”? The frequent swims in our little pool, the visits to the local water slide park, eating out every night. But I believe it has more to do with the people we have met – the open hearts of the locals, and the calm of the lush landscape that surrounds us in our cosy temporary home.
You see, we have arrived here with open hearts too, with a sense of adventure and most of all a trust that our life here will unfold as it is meant to. And that intention brings with it a sense of calm and ease and flow. I know it is early days, and there may be challenges along the way, but here there is magic – and we are seeking it.
Read more of Kendall's story here.