Something happened in Bali this time..... Could be called an emotional shift, combined with the fact that I saw some people, places, and events without my rose coloured glasses and now admit it for the first time. My psychic antenna was really up this time. My heart broke with the beggar kids running between cars on the busy Sunset Road whilst Mama sat in the shade breastfeeding another baby.. and very young kids trawling the streets selling leather bracelets.in blazing hot sun...with the proceeds going to a Big Boss at the end of the day.. a project that the Govt already has money to improve, but the rupiah seem to get diverted sideways.....; the NZ man who was stabbed/beaten, dumped at Sanglah Hospital and left unattended for a week until help came too late; the piles of plastic and rubbish that never seem to go away; the inability to set up lots of drop off areas for plastic bottles alone....whilst people trying to make a dollar walk street after street dragging big bags in hot weather picking up what has been thrown randomly on the streets; the hundreds of empty shops providing almost nil income; and the tourist types whose adulation for the Bintang and cheap T shirts is the be all and end all of their holiday in Bali....that is all before I start on the subject of the animal cruelty.. Yes I was feeling ultra sensitive to many issues this time, and that is without the stories of child abuse and corruption that I am lucky to be privy to, including an organisation that uses donations to increase their real estate port folio........ but I cant repeat or act upon the stories other than supporting thegood guys as best as I can and in my limited capacity...... As the song goes .... My brain is singing ...... I can see clearly now... I will be re evaluating my Jan Harvey FB Page For those who GENUINELY wish to support me personally, and provide love, or support or/ and hard work for the disadvantaged children and village assistance that is needed please add yourself to the Balinese Support Program For those of you who allow the Tall Poppy syndrome in your life I ask you to just fade away quietly. I do not believe that I am a tall poppy.....I just do what I am capable of doing and hope that it inspires others to make a more positive impact on their lives. and those of the people in the countries that are visited. One thing that has never changed is the PURE love, appreciation and acceptance acceptance of the Balinese children and the village people...For me, tha Whoops...dont know what happened with the smiley face. In Love and Light Jan. The summary of this is that my JH page is being re evalued and the BSP page will become my priority
Posted on: Mon, 17 Mar 2014 00:32:51 +0000
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