Living in Costa Rica

No enemies, no drama, and a new place to live.

By |2017-12-29T20:19:49+13:00September 2nd, 2013|Family|

This is a story about a pedophile I never knew, a landlord I once called a friend, and a family of gypsies escaping into the night. “This is what gypsies do,” my wife said to me as we were packing our sparse possessions into a small caravan of modern-day gypsy wagons. “They pack in the [...]

My daily rhythm

By |2013-08-05T09:45:32+12:00August 5th, 2013|Excellence|

A daily rhythm can serve as the metronome for the song of your life.I first learned about setting a daily rhythm through Waldorf education. By providing a regular daily series of events, a child can easily transition from one stage to the next.Having three small children in a small house, we created a wonderful daily [...]

Sugar is good for your BRAIN!

By |2016-12-26T14:03:04+13:00July 22nd, 2013|Adventure|

One of the peculiar novelties about Costa Rica is the cultural belief that sugar has lots of health benefits. This could be due to copious planting and harvesting of sugar cane within the country, or it could be because there are not very many country-wide communications except for advertising. Unlike the United States, you can [...]

A Fortune Without Coin

By |2013-04-30T09:42:31+12:00April 30th, 2013|Introspection|

I've got everything in the world - except money. My body is in excellent health, due to a lifetime of Yoga, juggling, and the odd bit of Parkour. My children are strong and curious. They are beautiful creatures, that I have the honor and privilege of shepherding into this world. My wife is a beauty. [...]

We’re Gypsies. We follow the weather.

By |2013-04-15T10:03:52+12:00April 15th, 2013|Adventure|

It's been nearly two years since we've started living in Costa Rica. Phase 1: Complete! Phase 2 is to live in Portland half the year (the good half) and come back to Costa Rica for another half of the year (the other good half). Portland has a long, wet winter. This may be why the residents of [...]

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. [...]

I’ve Lost the Traceur’s Gaze

By |2012-12-07T12:25:18+13:00December 7th, 2012|Introspection|

I don't do Parkour anymore. Parkour is, admittedly, a young man's sport. Most traceurs are teens with lithe, athletic bodies that haven't been injured yet. I got into the sport late in life, in my 30s. Luckily, I had a background in yoga, physical theater, and acrobatics. After my first round of P90X, I was [...]

My Morning Routine

By |2012-11-14T09:36:24+13:00November 14th, 2012|Excellence|

I rise at 5 am. My alarm goes off 15 minutes prior, and as I snooze, I lie in bed reciting affirmations to myself, through the open door of my subconscious mind. "I love my life." "I believe something wonderful will happen to me today." "I am so grateful for my life." "I breathe in [...]

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