Life is unpredictable. Where I am today is not where I was before. Amidst several near deaths experiences, falls and stumbles, compounding losses of loved ones, and severe health challenges, I have been teaching for 35 years this year.
20 days after graduating from Indonesia's prestigious teacher college, I joined a polytechnic university. My family was elated, not knowing I was about to work at a refugee camp. Three-month pregnant, I joined a consortium of Save the Children Federation & The Experiment in International Living, providing cultural orientation and ESL training to boat people from Vietnam & Cambodia. My son was born at the camp. I left a few years later to join the UNHCR in the resettlement division.
After moving to Canada, I started the most humbling process of crumbling down the old identity and mentality. For a living, I cared for and taught little children and, eventually taught Yoga, and Reiki 1 & 2 at Seneca College.
In 2010, despite of my personal feeling about Yoga Alliance, I registered as an E-RYT500, RPYT (Pre-Natal), RCYT (Children), and taught at 200-hour YTT programs in Bali (Hatha-Vinyasa) & Toronto (Kundalini). I'm still doing what I've been doing but I'm happily back to living in Bali.
Astungkara. Hallelujah. Puji Tuhan. Wahe Guru.
Living in Bali is not without any challenges. Discrimination exists even where you were born and raised. I'm working on crumbling more labels, complexes and mental constructs. The future remains a mystery but no people/organizations push their agenda on me in this Aquarian Age.