Memories of a trip to Bali resonate strongly, even though it was nearly 30 years ago that I spent 6 amazing days exploring the island, totally fascinated with the different sites we visited. Murray and his colleague had wandered into a tourist agency on a lunch break during their work trip to Singapore. They saw a great package for 6 days in Bali with airfare and hotel. Liked it and bought it. A few days later we were on the plane for the 3-hour flight to Denpasar Airport. We were met, part of the package, and driven to the resort hotel in Nusa Dua, by far one of the most beautiful hotels we had ever been to. While the resort was very modern, it displayed the traditional beautiful sculpture and art work that the Island is famous for – a nice blending of traditional and modern styles. The rest of the first day we totally enjoyed hanging around and swimming in the very large pool!
The next morning we piled into our small van and the four of us were joined by one other couple. Following a morning concert of traditional music and dance, our guide took us to Ubad (the cultural center) and we wandered in and out of lots of tourist type shops that were at least tasteful and did have some interesting things. In one of them I found a percussive instrument, made of wood – a face with a wooden knocker as the tongue. It was similar to one of my favorite instruments on Newman’s accompaniment blanket, and I was very excited to find it. (Newman, mentioned in other blogs, is the musician who accompanied many workshops and the piece “Let My People Go.” He would set out his wide variety of instruments around him on the stage floor, on a piece of fabric which I came to call “Newman’s Blanket.”) I was thrilled to make the instrument my first purchase and enjoyed using it for many years! There were quite a few Batik stores and I also purchased in one of them a round placemat that I still enjoy using.
As we walked from store to store we were greeted by a number of vendors selling various handcrafted things. Often they started by quoting a very high price, expecting us to bargain. When we walked away they would offer the item for a realistic price where the bargaining could begin. Murray and I saw some interesting small carvings and learned they were carved cow bones. We were first quoted a price of $100 but didn’t counter it and just walked away. Before we knew it, the vendor had said we could have each one for $10. We ended up buying 3 of them, each for $1. The vendor was happy to have sold them, and we were happy to have bought them.
While the shopping was fun, what really fascinated me happened the next day as we were driving up in the mountains. It was a festival day and many Balinese were dressed in traditional clothes. A number of the women were carrying – balanced on their heads – baskets of fruits and flowers arranged in beautiful and intricate patterns. Our tour guides explained that the women were on their way to a sacred site and the baskets were offerings.
I vividly remember a visceral response in my body, and thinking this is exactly the kind of thing that is described in the Torah, and further explained in the Talmud, about how during the time of the Temple’s existence, the Jewish people made offerings. For example, Deuteronomy 26:2 says:
you shall take of the first of every fruit of the ground that you bring in from your Land that your God gives you, and you shall put it in a basket and go to the place that your God will choose.
If you would like to learn more about this ritual, here is a good link to check out: https://www.myjewishlearning.com/article/first-fruits/
I was seeing something similar in a totally different culture, and I was totally fascinated.
Once back home, I would learn that 90% of the Balinese practice Balinese Hinduism which:
is a mixture of years of contact with different cultures, most notably the Indian one. Traders introduced their faith to Bali between 1,000 and 1,500 years ago.
Apart from Hinduism, the Balinese have aspects of other beliefs in their religion: Buddhism; Malay ancestor cult or the reverence of dead ancestors; and animistic beliefs. (“Lisa’s vivid writing” in Medium.com – see link below)
If you want to learn more about Balinese religious practices, rituals and festivals check out these websites:
https://medium.com/bali-in-a-few-words/balinese-hinduism-explained-e3316a16a535
https://www.villa-bali.com/guide/offerings-canangs
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And then we visited a temple and saw a sign outside that said something like “Women: If you are menstruating or pregnant please do not enter.” When I asked our guide about it, he shared that women who are menstruating, pregnant or have just given birth are considered “ritually unclean.” Here was another example of something that had been part of the Jewish tradition, well documented in Leviticus Chapter 15 beginning with verse 19:
If a woman has a discharge, her flesh discharging blood, she shall remain in her state of menstrual separation for seven days, and whoever touches her shall be come unclean until evening.
There are many others examples of times when someone or something is considered unclean in Leviticus and in other parts of the Torah. Now, here I was, in another culture and religion seeing a similar practice in action. I was surprised to find this in Bali.
The trip to Bali took on a whole new significance for me. It was not just the beautiful scenery or tourist shops or sightseeing. It was about seeing the rituals and culture in practice. The similarity between the rituals I was seeing and the passages I was reading in the Torah (and using as a basis for leading “dance midrash” workshops in Jewish religious schools) was clear. It gave me new ideas for my teaching. It was also an awareness of how similar cultures can be and a reminder that we may all be more alike than different.
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Hi JoAnne,
I just come across one of your dance pieces about Perry Mansfield as I researched Harriet Ann Gray. Although I don’t remember your name, and I doubt you remember me, we were at PM at the same time. I was there as a dance student camper on scholarship the summer of 1956, and returned the summer of l958 as a counselor in the junior camp (in order to take dance and drama classes). Lovely memories of the beautiful place and the kindness of Portia, Kingo and Helen Smith.
Thanks for your reflections,
Thank you for sharing. Perry Mansfield is a very special place and glad that you could be there for two summers.
JoAnne
This sounds like a dream location, I had Bali on my travelling list for so long and truly can’t wait to get to visit! x
Hi Cristina,
It is a special place and I do hope you get to visit soon!
JoAnne