A Little Ritual…Frangipani, Incense, and Balinese Beliefs

The grandmother figure at my guesthouse in Ubud didn’t speak a lick of English but her open and friendly smile, coupled with a gentle beckoning of the hand, was the only invitation I needed to sheepishly shuffle over to the assembly line of family members weaving and plaiting palm leaves into tiny three inch by three inch containers.

Curbside Balinese offering

The little pallets of offerings in Bali take so many different forms and are one of the first things I feel in love with wandering the streets of Ubud. Bali is a little anomaly in the middle of Indonesia and the daily nature-based worship of Balinese Hinduism is a stark contrast to the mostly Muslim country.

A long day of wear on Balinese offerings

Every day as I dashed in and out of my guesthouse these little carafes of flowers and piles of petals dotted the perimeter of the compound – some appearing in the early morning hours as I sipped my tea (I’m an early riser and was able to silently watch the construction and distribution of these dozens of daily offerings), and others replacing the trampled petals of late afternoon.

And on the days when I slept in until the sun rose, I awoke to mini offerings perched on the table of my patio area.

Life Cycle of a Balinese Daily Offering

Before most tourists are wandering the streets the Balinese are out sweeping up all of the previous day’s offerings from around their businesses and homes. Buckets of water are used to wet down the sidewalk and they scrub not only the perimeter around the doorway, but the gutters too.

Collection of daily offerings to ward off the evil

The streets of Bali are spotless in the early morning hours and sidewalks, steps, statues, and temples are now ready for the daily gift of offerings meant to appease and please the various gods and demons of Balinese Hinduism.

Offering on Statue in Bali

These little tributes are perched all over the city and could be as simple as a small and fragrant frangipani adorning each and every step leading into a housing compound.

Or more elaborate to guard the house’s doorway and appease the gods represented by statues throughout the house.

The offerings are simply everywhere.

Ganesh decorated with Frangipani

They are a daily devotional gifts to their belief system. When I put it more in the context of my Christian background I think of it like saying the rosary – a repeated act of faith.

The darker side of it is that they use these offerings to appease demon spirits hanging around; so, as much as I present this sunshine-y side to the offerings, they are so much more than mere street decorations, they form a cornerstone of the daily practice of nearly every Balinese woman that I met.

They spend large parts of their day in the construction of these offerings, the dispersing around their compounds, and then they make more holders and palm leaf patterns.

Plaited palm leaves in BaliA Balinese Flower Offering

The flowers are a lovely addition to wandering Bali but more than anything, sitting and watching the women and men plait palm leaves day after day took what I had viewed as a cute religious practice and grounded it into a much clearer window into their beliefs and daily lives. It’s so easy to travel to these countries and pick out the fun parts and view it from the outside, as a Westerner looking in on what could be regarded as cute or kitschy practices. But sitting there, with them. It’s so very much a lovely and honest part of their everyday life that these ornate offerings provide such a pretty opening to something deeper within the Balinese culture.

Woman making Balinese offerings

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  • http://www.adventurouskate.com Adventurous Kate

    Love this post — beautiful pictures! Can’t wait to get to Bali!

    • Anonymous

      Thanks Kate – you’ll love it and I love your idea of going to surf camp
      there, can’t wait to read about it :)

  • http://www.travelocafe.com Laura

    This is awesome! I felt in love with Bali last week while reading ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ and sice then I found out lots of interestig info about the place. I have to make it there someday.

    • Anonymous

      It’s definitely a gorgeous spot with so many different pieces and parts to
      the culture and scenery that make it oh so worth traveling too! Eat, Pray,
      Love gives a really lovely account of Gilbert’s experiences there and I
      found the Balinese just as friendly and sweet as she made them sound!

  • http://www.vossdufourworldtour.com Johanna Voss

    This was one of my most fave things about Bali. I thought the beauty of the flowers, their deelish scent that wafted all around me throughout the day and the care and dedication that each woman put into making these offerings was so beautiful and really helped keep me present. Thanks for the reminder. It’s almost as if I can smell them now :)

    • Anonymous

      Once you see how much daily effort it takes to make these flower offerings
      it really is just amazing – and the strong scent of the frangipani will now
      always and forever remind me of Bali; glad to have shared with you such a
      lovely visual reminder :)

  • GlobalButterfly

    I loved this post! I could almost smell the flowers when I looked at the pictures. :)

    • Anonymous

      Thanks Andi! It’s even better when you can smell them – they are simply
      gorgeous! :)

  • GlobalButterfly

    I loved this post! I could almost smell the flowers when I looked at the pictures. :)

  • Maria

    Great post! I love the pictures, but also your explanation of the practice and your realisation that there is more to it.

    • Anonymous

      Thanks Maria – I wish I had gotten to stay longer and figure out more, it’s
      way more complex than I was able to uncover in just a couple of weeks! :)

  • Briittta

    i love frangepanis ♥ hehehehehe

    • Anonymous

      Me too! They might fight for being my favorite flower – they look so pretty
      if you wear one in your hair too :)

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