Puerto Viejo and roots

Everyday I left the forest, before I cross over to the road and head towards town, I want to say a blessing for these woods, for monkeys growling and birds singing, for the trees and leaves and mushrooms and crocs, when the sunlight touches the leaves, through each branch, a stream of light, these paths have taken me in. And you listen to the sound, feel the presence all around, a graceful flight of a butterfly and it takes your breath away. Remember your place among all living beings, embrace with joy the changing seasons, for each yields its own abundance.

The energy and birth of Spring
The growth and contentment of Summer
The wisdom to let go of leaves in the Fall
The rest and quiet renewal of Winter

I have always felt the presence of trees, as you breathe you feel the spirit of the forest, the calm whisper that makes you feel home. Though all is silent there is singing. Though all is dark you don't feel scared.

What we have to think about is to keep this beautiful and sacred place, for the birds to sing and us to heal, because we'll care when it's gone.

In the end the only worth are simple pleasures, earth, fresh air and light. So know your roots and know who you are, love what you are and drink plenty of water. :)

Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica, where the jungle comes down to the sea.

It has a laid back rasta community, reggae during the week, and saturdays psytrance parties when all the hippies come out of the forest.

You should not lick the frogs, as they have the poison dart frog (it's not this one, I think).

Rainy season can be pretty rainy.

River crossing, jungle trekking, must do.

Be prepared to get your shoes wet, and better wear long pants. :)

Every step there is enough material for an IMAX cinema movie, so just walk and enjoy what ever Mother Nature "cooked" in its lab.

Local psytrance community.

Howler monkeys.