Okay, back to where we were in Costa Rica. We’re inching closer to the end of my solo travel adventures. I sift through my journal as I’m writing this post and I can still read how happy I am and how much I’m dreading getting back to the familiar. Odd right? Who knew I’d grow to love something...
I begin the morning again by pulling out my Angel Card. My word for Day 5 — Pleasure: a feeling of happy satisfaction and enjoyment. Oh, this is going to be a good one.
I am so happy, counting blessings this morning. Today’s Blessing Cards pull from the box: Love and Happiness. It’s Perfection. This stretch of my travels includes the Guanacaste area along the Pacific Coast. It’s the area that’s a bit warmer in Costa Rica, especially in March and the beginning of April, before the rainy season starts.
I wake up early in Costa Rica on Day 3; the lodge is quiet and I sleep well. I open the windows and barely believe I’ve peacefully slept near a majestic volcano.
If I could repeat Costa Rica Day 2 a thousand times over, I would. Without hesitation. Thursday morning, the sunlight creeps into my eyes. I am really here.
“A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.” -Lao Tzu It’s Wednesday in April; I land in Costa Rica, I look out my window and exhale knowing after months of nervousness and planning, I’m really here. With no deadlines and really no place to be, I’m freaking out — it’s a mix of...
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”- Zora Neale Hurston 2017 gave few answers. My aunt died after a sudden, unexpected stroke. News I couldn’t bear. [tweetshare tweet=”I have never felt so abandoned by God.” username=”myadventuresnow”]
If you quiet your mind’s chatter, you’ll hear your soulful self whisper, a lot. Sometimes with busy schedules and background noise, we don’t hear our selves. But listen and you’ll get all the answers and all the guidance you need.
Meet Crystal: Starry-eyed adventurer, quirky and fearless This is classic 3-year-old Crystal: jean overalls, yellow construction hard-hat, and what I imagine not pictured in the photo were some nice light-changing, glitter tennis shoes. Then, there’s that obligatory bright pink t-shirt with yellow flowers. I’m sure I insisted on the outfit, not worried about standing out. And I’m sure...