Central America

Costa Rica was a lie. I’m in Gresham.

By |2022-01-01T18:04:17+13:00April 1st, 2013|Introspection|

EDIT: This was a prank for April Fool's Day. To everyone I have decieved, I'm sorry. After talking it over with my family, we've decided to stop living a lie. Actually, we have to, because Johanna is taking our kids downtown to panhandle three days a week, and we've started seeing people we know. [...]

The 2012 Apocalypse Is The Internet

By |2012-12-21T14:47:11+13:00December 21st, 2012|Introspection|

The Mayan Apocalypse is already here. We are experiencing the cosmic shift of the ancient Mayan prophecy, but this cosmic realignment will not happen in a flash on the winter solstice 2012. Gradual realignments of great forces, eternal powers readjusting to one another, this takes a bit of time. Are we in the midst of [...]

A Very Costa Rican Day.

By |2012-10-26T19:06:20+13:00October 26th, 2012|Adventure, Family|

Today we received our Cedulas in the mail, the ID cards that designate us as Costa Rican permanent residents. Today the Costa Rican bureaucracy, rightly earning its legendary reputation, spent an hour and a half stonewalling me over the legibility of an unnecessary stamp on a translation of my marriage certificate. Today I spent an [...]

“Daddy, what’s a gun?”

By |2016-12-26T14:53:47+13:00September 13th, 2012|Excellence, Family|

My 6-year-old girl really didn't know. While discussing the differences between policemen and firefighters, I used a word Indilea had never heard before. She has acquired the excellent habit of asking for the meaning of any word she doesn't understand. "What's a gun?" she asked. "You know," I said as I mimed a gun. "Kapow." [...]

Friday the 13th: My kind of day.

By |2012-07-13T17:58:32+12:00July 13th, 2012|Adventure|

This Friday the 13th could only be possible because of how I do what I do, and where I do it. Telecommuting in Costa Rica. My wife asks me, at the end of the day on Thursday, “Hey, our awesome friends who are visiting Costa Rica and staying on our mountain for three weeks, they [...]

No te preocupes.

By |2012-04-09T11:34:44+12:00April 9th, 2012|Introspection|

Don't you worry your pretty little self. This is not an exact translation, but I like to think it provides the character and inclusiveness of this phrase. See, here in Costa Rica, nobody uses the informal case. When people say "You," they say "Usted," which is like saying "The Gentleman." "Tu," the 2nd-person informal use [...]

Border trip to Panama

By |2011-10-04T12:51:22+13:00October 4th, 2011|Adventure|

It’s a nice excuse for a day trip, and it’s exactly the sort of bureaucratic bobbing and weaving that is essential to living in a socialized country. Today, we bought bus tickets that we will never use, from Costa Rica’s border town of San Vito to Panama, for 90 days from now. These will replace [...]

Relaxing from my Center

By |2011-06-24T10:29:14+12:00June 24th, 2011|Introspection|

It’s only because I am consciously rocking the gut this summer that I noticed:  I have been continually holding tension in my abdomen. Tight in my center. That’s me. This unfortunate side effect of staying in shape has created energetic blocks between myself and what I want to manifest. By staying tense, pulling in [...]

Don’t Gimme Shelter

By |2011-05-12T10:04:22+12:00May 12th, 2011|Introspection|

The mindset of Western and European people is fundamentally influenced by our crappy weather. When I want to take my kids out of doors, we have to hunt for a large list of essential clothing: Coats Shoes Socks Baby Legs (but my 5 year old insists we call them “leggings,” and if I call [...]

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