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For some reason, the poles of summer and winter have always felt very masculine to me. Nature is either standing tall or fallen frozen. Meanwhile, fall and spring evoke a mysterious feminine energy, like a dancer. During fall and spring my senses are fully activated. I live next to the James River in the heartContinue reading “Meditation on Autumn”

In Costa Rica, we’d sometimes awake to dozens of huge guacamayas in the almond trees behind the house. We’d all sit on the back porch in awe, until the macaws would suddenly take flight in a flourish of red, yellow, and blue, off to the next almond tree. Death is scary because my heart feelsContinue reading “Meditation on Death”

Feel free to bounce around: TL;DR Last week, I loaded up my motorcycle and strapped on my body armor and rode 4 hours into Corcovado, the densest rainforest in Costa Rica. There, I found a small church and spent 4 days there, taking plant medicine and reconnecting with God for the first time in overContinue reading “What I learned during my 4-day Ayahuasca retreat”

Every morning I leave the house on foot at 6:30 AM to explore Bahía. There’s dozens of long dirt roads leading to nowhere, beach access points, and unmarked trails through the jungle. It’s kind of a thrill. Thrill aside, running is how I find balance. Not only does a 3-mile run balance out the factContinue reading “Rediscovering Balance on a jog through Bahía”

Yesterday, Brigid took me out to dinner for my 34th birthday. The whole thing was hyped up because the restaurant itself—a place called Casa Cielo Alto—was, according to the Google listing “RESERVATION ONLY”. When Brigid went to make the reservation 3 months ago, the soonest available opening fell on my birthday weekend. To heighten everything,Continue reading “Reconnecting at Rancho Cielo Alto”

If you travel through Costa Rica, a list of the names of locations you pass along the way will invariably tell a story of indigenous culture, Spanish colonization, and the influence of the Catholic Church. Fly into San Jose I am in a surf town called Dominical, but my plane to Costa Rica landed inContinue reading “Following the Trail of Names Through Costa Rica”

The following are photos that I took on my iPhone SE on Tuesday, October 18, 2022. The idea is to give you an idea of what Dominical is like. Permission was granted by all subjects. If you drive south on the Costanera Sur, the 2-lane highway identified as Route 34 that runs along the SouthernContinue reading “Photo tour through Dominical”