18/12/2025
Pura Vida! Another gr**go chirps as I enter the land of howling monkeys and love magicians.
It’s my 33rd birthday, and I’m rolling around the sands of San Juanillo beach like a single savage hippy lady finding sea shells that make me absolutely giddy with the joy of abundance.
A thought quickly enters that I should keep this one particularly perfect shell forever, then I decide I must give it away. None of this is mine, Pachamama reminds me, and yet here it all is for me to enjoy.
Pachamama translates to Mother Earth. Many indigenous cultures view natural elements as having a spirit essence (ie who is that rock, instead of what is that rock) and as soon as I step into PachaMama Ecovillage I feel the live primal pulse of Mama Gaia.
There’s a lesson she wants to teach me.. Visit Link in bio for the full story .flows 💫