From my journal entry Feb 22, 2009
A parrot sits sipping sweet coffee out of Marcelo's coffee cup. Nibbling on Marcelo's ear, the parrot friend coos as he samples dessert after sweet coffee and nuts. The hungry green feathered friend with a red forehead can't stop enjoying the generosity of Marcelo and his compadres.
The wind chime's melody dances with the percussive folding of the waves, and the chirping of the birds backs up the mellow improvisations that the wind makes when rippling the pipes into a purposeful pattern of perfection.
In a country where blue and green create harmony in every space, people feel joy next to the jungle where creatures hide and surprise the passer-bys in dark hours with a brush of leaves or a hoot from high above.
There is a melody in every moment, spirit in every breath. Prana, the life force, beauty inhaled and exhaled immortal feeding mortal for now and evermore. Peace, purposeful and poignant in people and in place, personified pools of blue and green.
Oh, Costa Rica, a rich coast of energy from spirit, may we meet again as the moon rises and falls and brings in the tides of change. Bless me forever more my blissful beach jungle land.
Anne
About Me
- Anne
- I am a Forrest Yoga Teacher out of Chicago, IL. When not on the mat, I'm writing for a healthcare communications company, reading, wandering the streets of Chicago, traveling anywhere I can, and laughing as much as possible.
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