"Pura Vida...it's Costa Rica's slogan, as well as being a way of life. The direct translation is "pure life" but it's so much more than that. It's living the good life...cherishing simple pleasures...spending time with loved ones...and enjoying a slow, relaxed pace of life."
- John Michael Arthur
Pura Vida is a phrase I heard or said myself several times daily in the beautiful country of Costa Rica, where I just recently returned from after two weeks' vacation. Costa Rica has been on my “must see” list of places to go for several years. Warm, tropical, known for being eco-conscious, lots of flora and fauna to photograph… It had been over 10 years since my last tropical vacation, and it felt very overdue!
One highlight of this particular holiday was how thoroughly I was able to enjoy it, physically as well as emotionally. I enjoyed the company of good friends, watched the sunset on the beach every evening, ate nearly every meal outside, floated in the pool with a good book, won a card game or two...
This would have been a very different trip even a year ago. There would have been resting the full day before and after any activity, and lots of negotiating with myself about which activities might be ‘worth’ that.* I would not have done nearly as much sight-seeing. Just the daily trekking around in the golf cart (our rented mode of transportation) would have been enough of a sensory experience to tire my brain and body for the remainder of the day.
Instead, I was able to enjoy every aspect of my holiday, fully present through it all.
I am SO proud of my nervous system, and I’m proud of myself as well. I’ve done a lot of work to get to this point.
I continued my brain retraining practices each day in Costa Rica—delighting in the ability to do my 'rounds' entirely outdoors! After 8 months, my rounds have become as routine as many people find the gym.
Now that I’m past the 6-month mark, I’ve been playing with the frequency of my rounds, weaving back in more of the other practices I’m familiar with and have come to enjoy (e.g. yoga, breathing exercises, meditation). At the very least, however, I’m finding my rounds are a nice way to start and end my day.
Especially with palm trees as my backdrop and tropical birds as my soundtrack.
My first spark of hope with my recovery came last summer when, just two weeks into my brain retraining, I realized I hadn’t needed a nap in several days. As I regain the ability to do more and more of the things I love well--like travel--my hope grows. When I have hiccups, I know they’ll pass; and, they are fewer and farther in between.
Balancing out the gentle, unhurried pace, were also a variety of activities for the senses, including:
- Climbing hills and/or stairs daily
- Navigating a 13-cable zip line course
- Hiking through a wildlife sanctuary
- Swimming in the ocean
- Walking through the neighbourhood
- Walking along the beach
- A 60-min yoga class
This would have been a very different trip even a year ago. There would have been resting the full day before and after any activity, and lots of negotiating with myself about which activities might be ‘worth’ that.* I would not have done nearly as much sight-seeing. Just the daily trekking around in the golf cart (our rented mode of transportation) would have been enough of a sensory experience to tire my brain and body for the remainder of the day.
Instead, I was able to enjoy every aspect of my holiday, fully present through it all.
I am SO proud of my nervous system, and I’m proud of myself as well. I’ve done a lot of work to get to this point.
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| The view from my bedroom balcony where I did my brain retraining each day |
Now that I’m past the 6-month mark, I’ve been playing with the frequency of my rounds, weaving back in more of the other practices I’m familiar with and have come to enjoy (e.g. yoga, breathing exercises, meditation). At the very least, however, I’m finding my rounds are a nice way to start and end my day.
Especially with palm trees as my backdrop and tropical birds as my soundtrack.
My first spark of hope with my recovery came last summer when, just two weeks into my brain retraining, I realized I hadn’t needed a nap in several days. As I regain the ability to do more and more of the things I love well--like travel--my hope grows. When I have hiccups, I know they’ll pass; and, they are fewer and farther in between.
I was fortunate enough to vacation in the Nosara area, which is on the west coast of the Nicoya Peninsula, one of the world's Blue Zones. Immersed in sunshine, ocean waves, and tropical jungle, it's not hard to see why it's a Blue Zone. This vacation was not just a boost to my nervous system, but a boost to my spirit as well.
Pura vida.
*There is a huge difference between resting because I want to, and resting because I have to.
