Our compassion goes out to our friends and family in the Northeast. As I write this they have been hit with two snowstorms since our departure and foresee another ramming this coming weekend. We, fortunately, got out while the getting was good.
Some may be waiting in anticipation of where we disembarked. We copped a squat in our favorite Central American country and town Nosara, Costa Rica. We wanted to choose a place that would reflect complete relaxation and retreat from the rush and hurry energy of which we came, a place that would require minimal exertion on our part to undergo decompression. The comfort of this local provides us with a safe haven and respite due to our familiarity. We have been here 5 times now, 4 years in a row, bringing the wee one here first when she was a mere 6 months. Here we have close friends, make new friends, and meet friends of friends.
Nosara is a surf and yoga mecca, ironically CNN and National Geographic voted it one of the “11 places to go in 2014”. Our hotel the Harmony, is the pinnacle of serenity and nature’s elegance. Time floats and becomes transparent – time evaporates. No really, the hotel has no clocks in the rooms or common areas and there is no Television. No clocks or watches seem to allow the body to naturally reset its rhythms. Wake with the sun to the sounds of the howler moneys and exotic birds collaborating in the distance or maybe a 3-year-old eager to explore the beach. Sleep when the urge comes to slip into a siesta. Lights out literally in the common areas of the hotel at 10 PM and physically when the body draws you to retire synchronizing to the natural, rhythmic body clock.
Now we are boundless, nomads. Several days in and it has yet to completely bore into our consciousness. Comparable to when a lover leaves, the familiarity is so fresh one expects the silhouette to surrey in and settle back into the comfortable nook. Last year on this same trip Rick and I began to discuss the strong possibility of taking this conduit and here we find ourselves with an open pallet to add the strokes deliberately and thoughtfully. The same we that stands here now in the universe of our creation. Since fate agrees, then who are we to disagree?
Pura Vida!
Living Wherever We Are 
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I am so happy for you guys. You definitely picked the right time to go (from a weather perspective and maybe others) but I cant wait to hear about the new life when you visit your old home.
Cannot say we miss the cold! XOXO
Sounds like … “run to the heart of serenity and there you will find … serenity!” Be well!
Yes, you definitely got out at the right time. As much as I like the snow, even I’m getting a little tired of it. Hope we’ll see you in between trips.