Lessons from Costa Rica, #3
Between giggling fits with A and my afternoon Satori orientation, I visited Tyohar‘s house today. I had seen him earlier on our walk to Wild Treats, the commune‘s raw cacao bar. He was sitting by Himself. I recognized Him instantly from our weekly satsangs and the pictures of Him peering out from shrines dotted around [...]
Lessons from Costa Rica, #2
If you find yourself awake with the rising sun and nothing to do until your 11:15 am acupuncture session, it is perfectly acceptable to throw open your curtains – one of which is the entire 4th wall of your open-air jungle casita – turn on your ipod, and dance your heart out to Lykke Li. [...]
Lessons From Costa Rica, #1
The best seat for a passenger in a pickup truck is not actually inside the truck. Nor is it actually a seat. It is standing on the truck bed directly behind the rear windows, knees slightly bent, while holding onto the harness on top of the enclosed part of the vehicle. With your free hand, [...]
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