In this crazy life we live, it is easy to become creatively depleted. Thrown off center by our busy, exhausting schedules, it is crucial to find a well from which to replenish our spirits. My creative energy does not flow when I am stressed or distracted. I turn to yoga, dance and nature to keep my energy balanced. But once a year, I get a major tune up in the Balinese rice fields. Running at dawn through the rice paddies, I can feel a year’s worth of worries fly away on herons’ wings as my spiritual tank slowly fills up. There is a cosmic stillness to the landscape: the silhouette of a massive volcano looming majestically over the fields, palm trees like a fringe of eyelashes and a gentle breath of wind rising just before the sun. Where do you fill your creative well?