Thursday, October 6, 2016

Out On The Water Is Where You're Gonna Find Me

Nothing like a mid-tide paddle to the Aguila River.
Leaving from Caletas Beach, it takes about 35 minutes only to get there with the current.
It's the way back you have to worry about. Afternoon, high winds a recipe for disaster leading you at a standstill no matter how hard you try to zig zag through the currents.
"Didn't I see that tree an hour ago?!"

However, today I left early morning and the water was like a sheet of glass.
I saw two spotted eagle rays jumping out of the water on my journey and by the time I got to Aguila, the sun was just starting to get hot enought to tan my skin.
Stopped in for an imperial and to visit my friend working bar.

Friday, June 3, 2016

"It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart"

Hula session in the garden to the most beautiful rendition of 'Aguas De Marco' I have come across yet.
The original is by Elis Regina which is also worth checking out.
It is a beautiful piece of music that depicts the mood of a certain time of season.
It's a tune anyone could relate to that lives in a place that experiences a rainy season.
Another wonderful spin on the original worth checking out is a rendition by Smoke City.
So many beautiful renditions of this tune because it is a timeless tale.
It's preserves a story of an entire culture and captivates the hearts of its listeners.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

"That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful!"

Before I lived in the jungle, I would have never dreamt
that seeing an animal kill another animal could be this enthralling.
Something about watching the power of a hawk's talons,
gripping a snake with it's mouth choked open became in a strange way, a delightful sight.
Not that killing is in any way sexy, but maintaining the natural circle of life is.
Keeping things in balance.
And on similar topic--don't even get me started on
just how sexy it is too see a dark, muscular tican
wrangle in a deadly snake from off of the walking bridge
to keep our guests out of harms way.
And doing so shirtless, with a machete of course.
Something about these raw, survival skills that are such a turn on to me.
Sure, I go weak at the knees for an Italian in Armani jeans.
And I'd love to go for a San Fransiscan night cruise in your beamer taking in the city lights.
But would this same man know how to crack open a fresh coconut for me?
Or know what leaf to pull of a tree to help aid my bug bite?
The Jungle life has refedined "sexy" for me.

Monday, May 30, 2016

Who Needs Forever?

I am consumed with emotion as I feel the nearness of my departure from Costa Rica sneaking up on me.
I am so connected with the nature here and feel I have truly found inner peace.
It will be a challenge adjusting back to the fast paced life of America but hey, if the jungle has taught me one thing, it's to adapt to your environment.

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Touch The Lightning

"Stir from submission
Instinctive intermission
A pause to recollect myself..."
-He's MY Brother She's My Sister

After three year of experiencing the jungle gypsy life during the dry season, I felt it was finally time to stick around for the rain.
The forest is fresh.
Nothing better than deeply breathing in the air after a storm
or feeling the power of the wind as one powerfully rolls in.
And the lightning has been thrilling.
Bright flashes of light and terrible cracks of thunder that can strike you all the way to the core.
Makes you wanna reach for the sky to touch the lightning or Tocando el relámpago" in Spanish.

"...Look up at the stars,
wonder who we are We know this place
isn't what it seems"
-Hes My Brother She's My Sister

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Monday, May 2, 2016

Rainbathing: an essential for the soul.

Feel the rain.
Don't dodge the downfall or tuck under an umbrella.
Embrace it. Take an eyes closed lick at the air for all I care.
Whatever it takes.
As long as you feel it.