On my second trip to Nosara Costa Rica in 2017, I had a very bad surfing wreck. After a 48-hour love affair with an ice pack, things were not getting better. A Facebook friend introduced me to Cy, a local lady with some mad chiropractic skills. She came to my casita for some adjustments and an hour of massage. She was able to manually move my arm without making me cry. I was optimistic that a shoulder tendon was simply inflamed, and normal movement would return with rest and time. A month later when I returned to Boise, I visited the shoulder clinic and was quickly informed that my accident required surgery.
Prior to going back to Nosara this year, I reached out to many friends to see if anyone was willing to rent their personal motorcycle. Zac is a great friend and world class yoga instructor. He agreed to loan me his bike on some very favorable terms. The first installment was four pounds of organic almonds and six pounds of split mung beans. In order to carry the payload, I bought an extra suitcase at the local thrift shop. This bag also allowed me the space to pack thirty copies of my recent book to be gifted to my Nosara yogi friends.
On my second day, I was leaving the beach and ran into Cy at the entrance. She had a sack of crystals and a few poles. She had been hired to create a labyrinth on the beach for a local yoga retreat. A few evenings later we had pasta at a local Peruvian restaurant. She explained that after ten years in Nosara, she was no longer able to handle the heat and humidity. She asked if I could help her move and offered to pay the extra baggage fee if I was willing to take a suitcase on my flight home. With a big smile I said, “It is your lucky day. I have an empty and you can load it up with fifty pounds of stuff.”
Towards the end of the May, she came over to my bungalow with a big sack of stuff and we placed in the thrifty suitcase. I said, “I am glad this is working out but how will I get this to you in the Colorado?”
She replied, “Don’t you live in Boise? I will be there for all of June and July to take care of a lifelong friend in need.”
Last Wednesday, Cy showed up for lunch at my house with her friend Ana Amour. Ana emigrated from El Salvador and was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease in 2001. While her body is revolting, her mind is crystal clear. With 78 years of life experience, Ana shared some amazing tales of her past including a ten day drive from San Francisco to Costa Rica during a war in Central America. She is very active in the local spiritual scene and her soul shines brightly. I look forward to more time with this incredible lady.
They have a break between physical therapy sessions this Thursday and will use that time to return to my home. We will try to emulate one of Zac’s restorative yoga classes in my home yoga room.
I love how the universe keeps placing such amazing people in my path.