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The world is abundance

My first thought is that Bali is this orwellian world where everybody is called Made. My theory applies the first two days since I made friends only with Mades. But then, the third day arrives and what do you know? At Tampak Siring, inside Tirta Empul Temple, the Holy Spring Temple, I stumble upon a guide whose name is not Made, but Putu. Controversy! You can imagine my ego trip being suddenly ambushed. He explains that on Bali, children carry the name of their order at birth: Putu (first born), Made (second), Nyoman (third) or Komang (third) or Ketut (fourth).

Holy Springs Temple
Holy Springs Temple

People come at this temple to purify their karma. Putu teaches me to drink some water, put some on my face and over my head. I ask for clarity in my speech, thoughts and acts. “No entering in the water for the wicked,” Putu jokes. While my friends are passing by each of the 12 springs, I indulge in a conversation with Putu. “What we human lack to see is that this world of ours is pure abundance.” Indeed. The water comes from the earth. He shows me the spot and continues “Why on earth do you have to envy me for my happiness when there is enough and much more for everyone. Why on earth do you get greedy when you could share. Abundance grows on abundance.” His words remind me of Tamera.

Purification with cold, cold water
Purification with cold, cold water