Under the February's full moon, surrounded by like-minded women in a gigantic circle of prayer, it was hard for me to say yes. Smack dab in the middle of Mexica ritual, with all the support I could ask for, I still had trouble accepting this practice as my own, feeling like I belonged there.
This past month–no, these past six months have been a whirlwind. A good one. Costa Rica, Chicago, Colorado. Love, adventure, travel, yoga, love again. My head has been hazy with transitions and
I left for Costa Rica in March. After 3 months teaching, learning, and becoming incredibly tan and bug-bitten, I’m just now realizing how transformed I am. Coming back to Chicago
It’s almost here! Saturday, June 21–the first day of summer, or the summer solstice–marks the day with the most hours of sunlight; from here on out, the days get shorter as
Romance on the road is not easy. Sure, the random hookup or make out on the dance floor is fairly straightforward, but sometimes you want more connection. It seems like
Spending time in Costa Rica isn’t exactly difficult: The past three months I haven’t stayed more than 5 minutes from a beach, I have the best tan of my life,
Today marks the 2-month mark of my Costa Rican Adventure. Time has flown and seems to keep zipping by. My first month was spent in Puerto Viejo, and was incredibly
Four days ago, I arrived at the Blue Osa on the Osa peninsula. The Osa is about as far south as Puerto Viejo, but on the Pacific side of the
While packing for Costa Rica, I remember sitting on my floor picking through my sister’s stash of assorted condoms she brought home from some kind of STD awareness fair at
I, along with the rest of my fearless Chicago brethren, have just braved the Worst Midwest Winter Ever. Nearly six months full of root veggies, warm soups, lots of beer
