I’ve been in Costa Rica for a week now and I can feel myself falling into a very different rhythm. I can feel myself slowing down. I can feel my heart aligning with the animals and the green and the energy around me.
Every morning I wake up to powerful energy of the Arenal volcano between my toes as my bedroom window faces this incredible and majestic sight. It’s like I’m being fed the energy into my feet up through my body…
And the birds are singing their different songs (some beautiful, some not-so-much to my ears, but beautiful anyway), and the truck is idling in the distance.
And I am here – outdoors on a bench carved from an old, huge log. The Chihuahuas are running around by my feet, asking them to pick me up as they’re cold.
And I hear our yoga teacher playing Chris Issac’s Wicked Game on her ukulele.
I feel like I want to cry. I am typing and wondering why don’t I allow these things for myself in my every day life? Why do I keep going and pushing and moving and taking action. All. The. Time?
All in an effort to create this this home feeling that I’m having right now.
Yet, here it shows up simply because I decided to sit down here on this bench.
Why do we push ourselves so hard to find home when it is really just HERE.
And as I finish up this email to you, my Ukulele friend is playing, Country Road…. Take me home…
You can’t make this stuff up.
Thank you for listening – and today, maybe you can find your home within too – even if only for the length of a song.
Love and Light,
PS: What can YOU do right now to tap into the home within you?