Some trips are holidays. Others become turning points. My month in Indonesia was the latter. A quiet, powerful pause in the middle of transition. In Yin Yoga, there is a moment after each long-held pose called the rebound.  It isn’t effort, and it isn’t stillness; it is the space where the body reorganizes, the nervous system recalibrates, and everything quietly settles. That is what Bali became for me: My own rebound between chapters. I had closed a life in Luxembourg and wa

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