They say it takes a village to raise a child. It also takes a village, literally, to cultivate rice. At some point in the long process, you might see most everyone in the village attending to something in the depths of this rice field that runs from here to the horizon lying beyond that dense line of jungle in the background of this shot. Maybe a villager will plow the paddy with water buffalo, or stick rice shoots into the mud, or cut weeds with a scythe, or scare away birds.
This man, Nyoman, is calf deep in rice-paddy mud. He’s deep in thought. While working, he’s deeply honoring his rice goddess, Dewi Sri. He’s pondering whether or not he’ll catch an eel for dinner (eels live in the deep water of those rice paddies, along with numerous other creatures: some of whom the eels feed on, some who feed on the eels—whoever came up with the slogan “life is a b*tch” understood the depth of suffering for all of us here on the planet.
Nyoman is considering if they’ve got the water flowing at the proper depth for this time in the cultivation process. He’s wondering how deep the pile of rice will be when the process is finished. He’s wondering how deeply the gods are appeased by the daily offerings from the village.
I am deeply appreciative that some god(s) allowed me the opportunity to live a while on the island of gods and demons. But, perhaps I overdid this “deep” thing for this Challenge? Still, I’m deeply aware how lucky I am. No…put on your rubber boots, now the kimchi is getting a little deep in here. And I’m deeply sorry you had to read all that only to end up here in the shallow end of my ingenuity.
Apparently, it takes a village to write a blog post, too. So…what about depth would YOU contribute to this?
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