I first visited bali in 1991, i was 21 years old , just out of the Army on my way to University, with a heart and soul that was going to conquer the world! I was so fascinated by the most beautiful ladies making their morning offerings and touched by how their day and everything within that day was dedicated to God. To me this was the reason why the sounds of the Gong and the movements of the Legong dancers were grand productions made for heaven . I was forever changed after that first trip and returned to mama Bali whenever i could sharing her with those i loved… somewhere along the way i grew up… became a “responsible adult”…got lost in my personal lie so far way from the gong filled Ubud nights where i would watch the beautiful Legong dancers in the lap of God at the foothills of Heaven.
The Onion was seeded in my then very sad and frustrated mind back in 2006. The Asian financial crisis of 1997 of 10 years before had finally taken it toll, I was in a very dark place in my life where i was unhappy and soul-less. A year later in 2007, I returned to Bali’s shores to escape a life i felt trapped in, a world in which no matter what i did or how hard i worked and tried i was never able to reach success in fact failure had slapped me so many times that i grew fat cheeks, i really felt i did not fit in and no one understood me… I was the biggest Looser i knew and i didn’t like myself all that much. i truly believe if i had stayed on in Malaysia, I would have terminated my self or numbed my self out completely. So in short the Onion was seeded in the deepest shit!
Deep down inside i knew there must have been another way… (the faint echoes of a distant balinese gong still rang in my ears) i was sure that there had to be something i was doing wrong… and that all i had learnt or thought who I was, was not me??? i had to find my way back, to…, I had to find another way, but how?
I discovered that it wasn’t so much of what i was doing wrong, it was how i was thinking that needed to be changed, and it could only be changed by learning how to pay attention to my feelings. I had to learn how to feel…i remember thinking “the only way out of this was through” as uncomfortable as it was I had to feel and work to start feeling slightly better… i had to feel and acknowledge that i wasn’t happy… i had to feel and come face to face with my lie.
Once i had realised i has not happy…I followed my joy… small things that brought me joy that has led to bigger and bigger things that brought me joy… a thought, a book, learning to surf, studying and learning how to master my mind and thoughts, moving to Bali, wanting to stay in Bali, starting a restaurant as a means of staying, being with people, touching peoples lives, sharing the journey and so on and so forth… 13 years later… the Onion seed has blossomed into an albeit small yet potent centre for personal growth and learning, having touched thousands over the years by planting little Onion seeds in the minds of the ready. The Onion Collective is a collection of all those small little joys and we continue to grow in this way.
What started as an escape, an experiment in a new way of thinking and living has turned out to be the best thing i have ever done in my life! The new way of thinking i am referring to is the concept of “Be Do Have” , in which above anything else energy / vibrations / vibes and are are given focus over doing and having a result. this new way of thinking made it ok for me to acknowledge my feelings, leading me back to my soul a one-ness with spirit and God. The a fact that this journey has led me back to Bali where the link with spirit and the concept of “be do have ” been solidified. .. through the physical manifestation of The Onion Collective is not a coincidence. It is here in Bali through her people that I have learnt about the sacred life, how we should strive to create and live our lives as a dedication to God.
The Onion Collective is my Offering and dedication to God to serve as a place of refuge, healing and re birth for those that need it..here within gong filled Ubud nights where we would watch the beautiful Legong dancers in the lap of God at the foothills of Heaven.