The butterfly is the symbol of man’s spiritual transformation. When the moment comes and the butterfly takes flight, it suddenly sees the world from a completely different point of view, a view of vaster beauty and a much, much wider worldview… ~from Carol Shaefer’s book Grandmothers Counsel the World: Women Elders Offer Their Vision of Our Planet
Maybe that is why I am seeing so many butterflies. My worldview is shifting.
Three of the four girls from Guanacaste are ex-pats that now live in Costa Rica. Two moved from the US, one from Canada. So people really do this. I want to know how to do this. Could I do this? I wonder if I could actually live here.
But I find that I already, I miss my people. I miss my family and friends, my students. I miss my iced chai from the Food Coop. I miss skydiving. I miss my chiropractor. Could I uproot myself yet again? It’s exhausting. I’m tired of moving. I want to put down roots. I want a place to call home for awhile.
For now, I’ll just plan some retreats here. It’s beautiful, accessible, safe, and can be life-changing. I’m in the process of coordinating something here at AmaTierra for March 21 to coincide with the University of Illinois and Columbia College Chicago spring break. I need a minimum of 10 people. I think this could happen!
Spread the word, my friends!
I just did a photo shoot for them in trade for some health services, Chinese medicine consultation, that sort of thing. I love a good trade. It’s a win-win for everyone.
It helps to have good ‘models’.
Dinner is a tuna steak, mashed potatoes and veggies. Delicious. I was still feeling bla, so I took my delicious baked banana bread with berry compote back to my room for Rainman. Another classic.
I journaled before bed, making plans for the future, my future. I wrote myself a nice little note, in case there was any doubt; “You can do this Jodi. I believe in you.”
In his final words, the Buddha said we must be a lamp unto ourselves.