Seminyak: A Gentle Farewell to My Soloscape 💖

City Vibes, Soul Whispers, and a Sunset Goodbye

From the peaceful heart of Ubud, I arrived in Seminyak, Bali’s lively coastal town, pulsing with movement, music, and the colorful chaos of city life. It was a stark contrast, yet somehow, a fitting finale.

I checked into Grandmas Plus Hotel, freshened up, and stepped out to hunt for dinner. As I wandered the streets, the energy was electric — the clinking of glasses, bursts of laughter, and glowing storefronts pulling my gaze. I picked up some souvenirs for family and friends — little pieces of Bali I wanted to carry home for the ones I love.

Dinner was light, yet comforting, at Bollywood Cafe. Yes — still on my unexpected vegetarian path — and loving every bit of it. After my meal, I walked back under the evening lights, treating myself to a scoop of tiramisu ice-cream, sitting outside the hotel, music floating in from the open café next door. It was simple… and simply beautiful.

That night, I slept with a soft sense of closure in my heart.

Journaling at Dawn: A Beachside Moment

The next morning, I woke early and took a quiet 6walk to the beach. I grabbed a warm coffee and a piece of bread from a nearby stall and found a spot to sit — just me, my journal, and the sea. ☕📖🌊

The beach was alive — not with noise, but with life. One thing that truly warmed my heart was seeing the doggie babies running freely along the shoreline. 🐾 People walked, jogged, played fetch, and simply existed with their beloved pets. The way those dogs ran in joy, tails wagging,  leaping in and out of the waves… it was more than cute. It was a living lesson in freedom, in playfulness and in pure presences. It made me smile in that way your soul smiles when it remembers something it's always known.

After journaling, I stood quietly at the water’s edge. The cool waves touched my feet, and I watched as others moved through their own morning routines — yoga flows, gentle walks, horse rides along the shore. The simplicity, the rhythm — it grounded me deeply.

I returned to the hotel, refreshed and glowing from within. After getting ready, I checked out, just in time to be greeted by a sweet surprise — Easter cheer! 🐰💐 The hotel staff had bunny ears headbands and cute little egg basket, spreading smiles. I couldn’t resist a picture with the lovely girls — their joyful spirit was infectious.

The Last Stops: Cliff Roads, Honest Regrets & Final Treasures

My driver arrived and we made our way to Pandawa Cliff Road — a place I had high hopes for. But truthfully… it was overrated. There was an entrance fee, and the cliff stretch itself was short and underwhelming. A rare moment of regret during this otherwise glowing trip.

The driver then suggested Garuda Wisnu Kencana, the towering cultural statue and park. I declined. I wasn’t in the mood for tourist crowds or grand monuments. I wanted my last hours in Bali to be soft, still, and meaningful.

So, instead, I went to Krisna Oleh-Oleh Bali, a massive shopping haven where you can find everything from snacks and spices to handcrafted goods, batik clothes, meaningful souvenirs. I highly recommend this place — affordable, organized, and rich in variety. I picked out a little something for my driver too, and the smile on his face said more than words ever could.

The Final Goodbye

He dropped me at the airport, we took a couple of selfies, and shared a warm farewell. ✨

I stepped into the terminal, had lunch, and waited to board. As the plane took off, the sun began its descent. And there it was — the majestic Garuda Wisnu Kencana statue, visible from the sky, standing taller than any building, catching the last light of day. 🌅🛫

The sky turned golden, then soft orange. The sun melted into the horizon as if waving goodbye. I closed my eyes and smiled.

When I departed from KUL, I was greeted by sunrise.

Now, as I leave Bali, I return under a sunset.

Full circle.

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More Than a Journey

This wasn’t just a vacation.
This wasn’t even just a healing trip.

This was a remembrance — of who I am beneath the layers.
A reconnection — to my stillness, my rhythm, my breath.
A soft reclaiming — of my joy, my choices, my peace.

Bali didn’t just soothe my soul — it whispered to it.
And I listened.

If you're longing for something more — not to escape, but to return to yourself — I hope my journey reminds you that it’s possible.

Thank you, Bali. Thank you, Life.

Till we meet again… 🌿💛

👉 [Link to Ubud Chapter : Healing Journey - Bali ]

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My Healing Journey to Bali ✨🌴

 Ubud – The Heartbeat of My Soul

When people think of Bali, they often imagine beaches, parties, and touristy scenes. But for me, it was something entirely different. I wasn’t chasing a vacation. I was longing for peace, for stillness, and for a space where I could just be — no expectations, no pressure. And so, I followed my heart and landed in Ubud, the spiritual soul of Bali.

A Gentle Start :  Spa & Soul Soaking

The moment I arrived in Bali, the hustle and bustle of the airport and city reminded me why I was here — to escape it all. As my journey took me closer to Ubud, the energy shifted. Though the roads were still a little busy, they felt calmer, more grounded. It was the perfect prelude to the transformation I was about to experience.

I checked into Kiskenda Cottages, a cozy, greenery-wrapped sanctuary just slightly off the main Ubud street — close enough to walk, far enough to breathe. After a quick refresh, I stepped out to explore, craving a good meal and a self-care pause.

Lunch was at Chai of the Tiger, and it was divine. I had the perfect thali and a lime soda that felt like a cool breeze on a hot noon. The flavors, the spices, the comfort — it all hit differently in that moment. 🥗🍋

Feeling full and inspired, I walked into Bali Organic Spa Ubud and booked a 5-hour full-body spa package for just RM230. I asked if I could split it over two days, and they gladly agreed.

That afternoon, I was treated to a foot soak, full body massage, body scrub, body yogurt wrap, and a flower bath — all in the open, surrounded by the sounds of nature. Birds chirping, breeze flowing, and warm hands massaging away every tension I didn’t even know I was carrying. It was pure joy — not just relaxation, but renewal. 💆‍♀️🌸

I returned to my villa that evening and drifted into a deep, soul-resting sleep — the kind that feels like a soft reset from the inside out.

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Taman Beji Griya Waterfall: My Soul's Awakening

The next morning came with a quiet excitement. This was the day. The reason I came to Bali.

After a light breakfast, I headed to Taman Beji Griya Waterfall for the purification and healing ceremony. On arrival, I was welcomed warmly and briefed about the sacred process. I selected the package that felt aligned with my intention — a healing journey to cleanse, release, and awaken. (See price list attached for reference).

Wrapped in traditional attire, I began the ritual. Just after the first offering, the skies opened — it began to rain.

But this wasn’t just rain. It was as if the heavens were blessing the moment. I stood in it, soaking — not just in water, but in grace. 🌧️🙏

The journey continued into the cave. The moment I entered, the rain stopped — a poetic pause from nature, as if it was holding the space just for me.

Each stop in the purification process had its own energy. Waterfalls, sacred stones, blessings whispered in chants — I surrendered fully. I wasn’t rushing. I wasn’t thinking. I was feeling. Letting each drop wash away a layer of what no longer served me.

By the time I walked out, I wasn’t the same.

Grounding Back Into Me

I returned from the ceremony, feeling light, almost floaty. I went searching for food but nothing on the menus around moved me. Until I reached RUS Kitchen. As I browsed their offerings, my body leaned toward something plant-based. I ordered the vegetarian rice bowl, and it turned out to be incredibly aromatic and satisfying. A perfect post-ritual meal. 🌾💚

Later, I headed back to Bali Organic Spa to continue the rest of my package. This time, it was a deep scalp massage and spa treatment — relaxing my crown and calming my thoughts.

As the evening approached, I found myself chatting with a few friendly locals outside the spa,  light conversations that felt like balm to the soul. I then wandered into a nearby café, grabbed a coffee, and did some journal writing,  capturing reflections that I knew I’d want to revisit later. That night, I returned to my room and slept deeply again - this time, not just with a relaxed body, but with a beautifully realigned spirit.

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Sound, Stillness & the Magic of Being Present

My final morning in Ubud began with a hot soak in the bathtub, followed by a warm shower. I wasn’t hungry, so I simply grabbed a coffee from my usual café, packed my bags, and headed to Pyramids of Chi for my next experience: the Ancient Sound Healing Session.

The 90-minute session was held inside a sacred pyramid structure, and from the moment it began, I was transported. The sound vibrations moved through me, realigning something invisible but important. 🔔💫

After the session, I wandered slowly through the space. I sat facing the Pyramids of the Moon and Sun, sipping on a dragonfruit smoothie and a latte, with The Power of Now in my hands.

The sunlight danced on my skin. Birds sang softly. The smoothie was refreshing. The moment felt whole.

And I couldn’t help but be thankful that I chose the early session — there were only seven of us, allowing for a deep, quiet connection. The next group, I noticed, had nearly 30 people.

After a while, I called a Grab and prepared to leave Ubud.

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Ubud — You Held Me Gently

As we drove away, a wave of emotion rose in me. Ubud wasn’t just a place I visited. It was a place that held me, nurtured me, and reminded me who I was. A place that made me feel like I was gently cradled — like a queen in retreat, even without luxury. Just nature, intention, and presence. 👑🌿

An Unexpected Gift: Jatiluwih Rice Terraces

I originally planned to go straight to Seminyak, but as my Grab driver shared stories and suggestions, one name caught my ear — Jatiluwih.

Something nudged me, and I asked, “Can we go there?”
He smiled. “Of course.”

We drove into the hills, where the air grew cooler and the skies turned cloudy. The road winded gently until we reached a place that looked like a living painting — terraced green waves of rice fields, soft wind, and a peaceful stillness that wrapped around me.

There were no crowds, just small stalls with local snacks and a wide-open path. I walked for about two hours, soaking in every breath, every view. Then I treated myself to a fresh coconut before continuing the drive to Seminyak.

To read about my Seminyak experience, reflections, and a few spontaneous twists, click below for the next chapter of my Bali journey. 🌺👇

👉 [Link to Seminyak Chapter : Seminyak - City & Me]

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Still growing, still glowing,
Suzan💖