Encounter Arun

Lapping of the waves distantly meet the ear. Huge kites catch the wind and become tiny dots float in the move of the air far up high. Bali is the island people live with the ancient gods in forests and plants or as mythecal animals in deep forests still lively exist in their hearts. In this island, Gamelan ripples randomly from any directions where you stand, and Kecak sympathetic in the people each other. Tones colorfully surround the land and the people sometimes to heal, and sometimes to incite and channel. In Bali, your body will be more sensitive easily to feel like something from nature always reminds us to sense the vibration of the waves of the air on ourselves. It's like the excited molecules create the huge waves of vibration stir in the atmosphere on our bodies invisible, and which we can imagine almost like it is actually sensible even it is not like those sensible vibrations we can feel as a sound by our eardrum membrane.

Arun has been going around the globe healing people by the vibration in the waves that creates sensitive sounds. When he was 19 in his hometown in Rome, Italy, he already had decided to start his journey to quest for the arcana of the world and people's minds. Since then that he headed for every direction in the globe for the quest, he had lived in Paris, London, Prague, L.A., Bangkok, Tokyo, and so on, any places in the world he had lead to. Where I have met Arun was in Bali, Indonesia, the island of the sounds and waves that he was on the way of his new inner journey there.
When I reminds the companionable and upstanding Arun, I always have a vivid recollection of the scenery in the gathering dusk or gloom in Ubud, which is famous as an artists' village. Because the night is the time the true sounds from the nature come out to be sensible, which is usually hidden behind the noises of the bikes and cars in daytime. Those are the sounds from the trees, beasts and birds, or Kecak by the frogs...
When I walked down with Javanese friend Yono in Ubud, he looked up to the silhouette of the Monkey Forests melting into the dusk, which have now deserted feel, and said "Scary, scary, eh? I feel like bogle with the white face is coming out..!!" then he imitated drolly the white face bogle flirting with his arms and legs to blow away the scary emotion. Actually it gave me small surprise when I saw him clowning, because the darkness of the night only appeared to be extremely beautiful but no scare to me. I smiled with him and laughed together. It was pleasant and beautiful to see that he has the mind to sense awe in the nature which we can easily lose or forget in the modern life.
Arun was living in a beautiful handmade country house by the Monkey Forests.