Sirsak and Kasambi-Leaves

When I went out on the more rural-area of Waikabubak to do some walking this morning an older-man strolled over from a house around and asked me what disease I’d have. “MS – Similar to a stroke” I said which became kind of my standard-answer on that question. He looked at me quite long and… Continue reading Sirsak and Kasambi-Leaves

Meeting “the mysterious Man from Austria”

This morning I met “the man from Austria”. He is living in Sumba since over 20 years now and I would definitely say he is more Indonesian than Austrian now. Needless to say that he is fluent in speaking Bahasa and even his thinking seems much more Indonesian than European in any way. He has… Continue reading Meeting “the mysterious Man from Austria”

It doesn’t work pushing with full-force

I felt it earlier but only today I can see it clearly as a morning sun on the sky and realizing this almost makes me feel enlightened. Trying to walk 5 km every day is wrong Doing yoga for several hours a day is wrong, even meditating 5 hours every day might be wrong. Trying… Continue reading It doesn’t work pushing with full-force

Waikabubak and the mysterious “man from Austria”

Waikububak is remote. Even for Indonesian people living in Sumba its quite far off the path. But still there is a foreigner here – living here for some years already. He seems to have made “80% bad experiences” here, but he somehow managed to survive and having started the 20%. That is at least what… Continue reading Waikabubak and the mysterious “man from Austria”