Costa Rica is a dreamy place. However it was hard for me to differentiate between a dream and reality upon arrival, because the 72 hours prior to were filled with a flight home from Eastern Europe, a drive home home from Chicago, a total of 4.5 hours of sleep, unpacking/repacking a backpack & re-boarding a series of 2 flights + 1 puddle jumper. I couldn't have asked for a better group of people to shed off the ensuing jet-lag with. I have never practiced yoga, but I have always been interested in it and had respect for those who have devoted time to it. When Devin asked if I'd like to come spend a week documenting a yoga retreat I didn't know what all that would entail, so I hopped onto the opportunity to find out.
Blissed Yoga Retreat's offers opportunities to escape the monotony and stress of the modern day hustle & bustle. The Fayettechill team got to join in on 5 days of mindfulness, decompression, evaluation of intention & ceremonial practices that build community and a connectedness to the natural world that we so often become numb to or "too busy" to notice. My "intention" was simply to be teachable; -to set aside what I think I know & to receive both knew understandings of truth and awareness of what is seen but not understood. I can say with certainty that my perception of reality has been expanded, softened & re-centered by just sitting in the presence of a group of people that all left the "grind" of life to sit and be still.
The week following the retreat was spent taking a rental car from the bottom of the west coast of Costa Rica to the top. The adventures were riveting, but my favorite moments were spent sitting under a thatched roof in the jungle with the rain pouring down, monkeys hollerin' and parrots screamin' praises, thumbing through C.S. Lewis's "Out of the Silent Planet" and hypothesizing with friends about the components, both micro and macro, of this surreal, spinnin' slice of heaven that has become our home.