Costa Rica Retreat: Pura Vida

Hola! Tengo unos momentos antes de mi clase (I have a few minutes before my class --and I don't feel like typing in Spanish anymore) so I thought I would write and tell you what's going on in Costa Rica, at a place called Pura Vida (which means pure life). We are in the mountains of Costa Rica, not the beach. And I love it.

Yoga: The workouts have been the hardest I’ve been through, but I made it—it was ten times more rewarding. Try a heated room like Hot or Bikram Yoga, but with the power yoga sequences and a little longer (if anyone reading this knows what that's like, you know, but if you don't--it means you are sopping wet with sweat afterwards but feeling surprisingly good). I’m learning a lot of stuff about a lot of things. I'm learning some really valuable things about life through my education here too. It's been a true blessing for me to be here. 

But let me just tell you how MAGNIFICENT the food is: fresh fruits, fresh veggies, fresh coconut, fresh everything! Straight from the back yard. 

Every single meal is so delicious you honestly forget who you are for a moment while taking it in. And all the meals are different, but I have come to expect the same sort of thing--fresh and organic and so healthy but so tasty. Just how I like it!

For someone who is a health nut, this place is perfect. 

Oh and don’t even get me started on the homemade peanut butter. Crunchy and fabulous. You can tell someone actually sat there and mashed up peanuts with some kind of instrument and then added a tiny bit if sugar and salt. All I can say is incredible. On that awesome bread with nuts and berries in it? Worth every penny just for the food.

But it’s not just the food. It’s everything. The people (employed here and here on retreat and teachers) are good people. And the grounds? I snapped a few the day I got here:

This is a banana tree. I know it's upside down but it won't rotate for me in my little picture gallery, so just tilt your head and let's pretend I'm being artistic. 

I got lost and had a nice hombre show me the way to my room the first day. I didn't mind being lost in this place though.

 Montanas. 

It's amazing to get to see flowers this time of year for me. 

Sunset on my first day.

A flower called the bird of paradise. 

There are lots of them here... Loving every minute! 

Liza JonesComment