OK, so don’t hate but I’m writing this overlooking Playa Cocles on the Costa Rican Caribbean coast.I’m sitting in a cafe called CariBEANS (as in coffee beans) where they serve organic, single origin Costa Rican Coffee and chocolate.
So this week, I’m flying solo. Every morning I’m up at 4:30am getting my work done before I take on homeschooling duties with the kids. My wife Rozanne is away at a women’s-only yoga retreat with some ladies that she’s never met.
Since writing the last post on my 5 Rules, I’ve come to realize that there are other important things in my life that I know will make me a better person and that will allow me to life a more full life, and so I’ve added 3 more Rules…
One of the assignments in a Mastermind Group that I’m a member of is to write down five rules to live by. These 5 Rules are an unwavering, never to be broken, Ethos on how you live your life. I shared these in the group, but I thoughtl…
I’m not used to this feeling. I went out by myself yesterday – rented a board from a tank of a Rastafarian named Tico – and hit the waves in the late-morning while Rozanne and the kids were at a workshop. It was humbling…and I wasn’t used to not “getting it”.
I’m back from a life-changing week at a surf camp that I spent with 4 of my closest friends. I say luxury because it was, in fact, luxurious. The accommodations were beyond 5 star and saying the view was spectacular would be an understatement.
So we moved to Costa Rica (more on that in a future post). We bought some jungle property and are building a shipping container home where we plan on growing our own food and running solar power (in addition to some other “hippie-ish” things :-)).
I met a friend for coffee the other day and was talking to them about my daily schedule. “It seems so restrictive. I can’t be tied down to something like that. It’s like you’re in the military. There’s no freedom.”, he said.
“It’s actually the exact opposite.
Happy New Year! My family and I are back in Costa Rica after spending a few weeks in Toronto visiting family and friends. After about 10 days of being back in Toronto (where it was -20 degrees celcius most days), I contracted . . .