The luscious loving Jungle of Costa Rica
Costa Rica was an invitation for non-stop feminine surrender and nourishment. It began with my driver Alejandro. HOT. Kind. Helpful. Had my back. Stopped to show me the rainforest; leaves the size of my body that were as hard as sandpaper. Put a flower in my hair. I passed out and he woke me for a delicious breakfast at a local restaurant and AMAZING Costa Rican coffee… and plantains! I love plantains! He dropped me off 5 hrs. later and I was in a queen like bliss having received his gifts and HE was the one who told me that I HAD changed his day, the course of his life, woke up the love of living again. OMG.
Now how did that happen? We could call it luck and yet I believe it was my choice to be nourished, to let the moist warm jungle nurture me, adore me. I was receptive, I was grateful; I was radiant, open and ready for adventure, ready for relaxing… ready to BE ME!
Later in the trip he took me on a day’s adventure beginning at a waterfall and asked me to close my eyes, then served me champagne! Then he took me to his friends where he stays sometimes… who were indigenous people. Five generations lived here, they made chocolate and showed me the whole process, gave me some to eat raw from the fruit then after hardening in a gourd. They served me coffee brewing over a fire in a cast iron pot. They didn’t speak Spanish, instead an old dialect of indigenous people. Apparently the grandpa was 111 yrs. old and the old woman’s smile went on forever, dripping in mismatched jewelry that together was stunning. He showed me a huge stone where I would have to be able to turn corn into flour in a certain period of time to be marriage material. Thank God that wasn’t my future. Nearly broke a nail on the huge stones!
He took me to a secret beach and jungle trail to a special overlook. We saw tons of howler monkeys. I just kept receiving. I trusted the energy (which was light) that he was noble. I told the hotel who had asked me out for a day of adventure and they all confirmed his integrity. It was wild. I felt completely taken care of, totally let go and enjoyed being treated like a queen. He shared that he had forgotten what it was like to want to get up in the morning, that I awoke something in him.
Sisters, our light is healing. Our radiance awakens nobility. You don’t have to sleep with them! Just be YOU and welcome being honored. Be aware, know what’s true for you and ask for what you want. At any time if something feels off, trust your knowing. Yet in the past I would have said no to it all. He just wants to sleep with me. It’s all a manipulation. Now I see differently. OK sure he probably would have loved to sleep with me! Yet his intensions went beyond that and I held that deep space to be honored that deeply. Gratefully.
It was incredible to have those experiences booked in the middle of the trip, which was filled with alone time in my bungalow, recording the sounds of the jungle, recording guided mediations, taking a yoga class (yes, it was offered twice a day and I made it to only one!) and hanging out with wonderful women I met there at breakfast and dinner each day…and even a day to the beach with them where I think I drank something nuts, like 7 beers that day. Crazy.
I loved it. Butterflies the size of my head. A lanky sloth. Damn howler monkeys at 5am, yet a jungle that held me like I was her very own, nourishing me, refueling me, reminding me of my grandeur, my feminine moist flowing receptive lush nature… I am forever grateful and changed for the better.>