Travel

Go forth & be brave.

A friend recently told me, "Embrace fear & fill it with with love." It came well timed as I've been observing fear a lot lately while down here in Pavones.

First, in yoga. Observing that I held fear in my practice - of falling flat on my face when attempting certain arm balances, inversions or floating forward. Then recognizing that it's that same fear that will prevent me from progressing. Now part of my practice is to learn how to fall so that I can embrace that fear. 

Then, in my relationship. Fearing what may arise in a month together in such an isolated and slow-paced place. Quickly I realized it was a senseless fear, because there's no preventing what may come up, there's only managing how it's dealt with.

Lastly, in those around me. Fearing failure. Fearing to ask for what one wants or to stick up for oneself. Fearing to upset someone at the expense of their own happiness. Fearing to dig deep and come face-to-face with their shit.

Funnily enough - and as scatterbrained as this may seem - this whole post and meditation on fear came about because I took the above photos in a tank top made by my friends of The Brave and I wanted to plug them (haha).

Why plug them and why talk about fear?: 1. They're two amazing and dedicated individuals who make responsible and cool clothing. 2. Their tagline is "Go forth & be brave." which is what inspired this spiel.

Go forth & be brave. Embrace fear & fill it with love.

Meet your fears head on, deal with your shit and come out a better version of yourself - either while wearing clothes by The Brave or not. 

Forever Playmates

Because we should never stop being playful.
In our relationships. In our work. In our practice. In all that we do. Play more.

Go play.

Siempre Domingo

We had the privilege to catch sunset at Siempre Domingo, a rental lodge on a mountain that overlooks Golfo Dulce. I met Rondalynn ( the property manager ) at the Downward Dog Teacher Training Retreat which she catered.  YUP - She also happens to be an amazing chef and all around awesome person with loads of interesting life stories. Naturally, we jumped on the occasion when she invited us up to show us her version of Pavones Paradise.

Her version of paradise is definitely my version as well. These pictures don't do the lodge or landscape justice. We have every intention of making another trip down here expressly to stay at this lodge. 4 bedrooms, state of the art kitchen, infinity pool, jungle surroundings and the best view of the sunset in Pavones. Who's coming with us next year?!

The River of Dreams

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We find ourselves pretty lucky to be steps away from Rio Claro, a river my friend Sonja aptly named "The River of Dreams". It's hard not to feel like you've been transported to another world when you're in Rio Claro.  The vegetation is jurassic-park-giant and so vibrantly green. The orchestra of cicadas is overwhelmingly loud yet at the same time soothing. The rushing water, oh the rushing water, washes by you and through you seemingly saying "Oh hey there, care for me to wash away all that doesn't serve you?". YES. PLEASE. Wash it all away.

Craig and I have been making daily treks up the river. Especially when the sun is high and only Rio Claro can offer you reprieve. As we trek in full concentration so as to not misstep and roll an ankle on a loose rock, I enter a meditative state and become completely present in the moment. Every now and then I look up to get the destination in sight, then immediately bring my focus back to where I currently am and where I should go to next.

It occurred to me that trekking up a river is analogous to navigating through life. ( Ready for the philosophy bomb about to drop?! )  It isn't about fully pre-planning the path to the destination. It's about committing to set out and letting the process of the journey determine each next step. The path may become more circuitous than intended. The destination may change. But the journey of getting there ( wherever "there" turns out to be ) is where all the learning and living happens.

Most of us already know this about life. But all of us need constant reminding. I so easily get wrapped up in all sorts of unnecessarily consuming things. Which is one of the reasons why I'm grateful for this trip, for the generosity of others that made this trip possible, and for the wisdom of the river.    

Forever grateful. Forever dreaming. Forever manifesting dreams. Go manifest yours.


Beach Yoga

Breathing in the magic jungle air.
Listening to the waves crash.
Feeling the earth beneath me.
I'm in paradise. I could stay forever.

Om Shanti Shanti, yo.

Sugar Shack

Ok, so I'm not just addicted to chocolate. I'm addicted to sugar in general. To my luck, we became friends with farmer Jonnie Haas. Not only was this a winning new friendship because of his bounty of smiles, but also because he farms sugarcane that apparently is GOOD FOR YOU! Raw sugarcane juice seemingly has all the opposite health effects of processed sugar. It prevents against tooth decay, it's anti-cancer, alkaline forming, hydrating, good for colds and weightloss, etc etc etc.  But don't trust me - google it.

Jonnie took us up to his farm, aptly named Sweet Farms. He showed us around his jungle, the site of his soon-to-be-home, his chicks, his legume harvest, his rolling hills of farmed produce ranging from moringa, papaya to peanuts, and best of all his sugar shack where we made so much delicious juice!


"The key to good sugarcane juice is lime, ice and friends."

- Jonnie Haas


Be sweet. Smile more. Drink raw sugarcane juice.

Loco for Cocoa

I always knew I was a chocolate addict... but after trying Beto's organic, handmade with love, chocolate rolls, my addiction has reached new heights. I had the pleasure of having my first bite of Beto chocolate on my first day in Pavones, Costa Rica. Since then, my eyes have been continuously on the look out for Beto on his bike with his cooler of freshly made rolls. Sometimes days will go by without seeing him, or just missing him - he's like Polkaroo in that sense.

Luckily, the amazing Amy Khoo (one of the reasons I ended up in this remote paradise) told Beto of my desperation and had him deliver me the goods.  Amy also put together a chocolate making workshop so that us addicts could be made aware of just how much work goes into making a single roll and why Beto is a saint for dealing with our dietary requests (no leche y no nueces y solo un poco de azucar y...y...y....)

Experiences like this make me forever grateful for people who work hard for their passions with positive mindsets and for people who support each other in their hustle.

Love, abound. Always.

Here's how it all goes down: