Pura Vida

Winter Without a Pulse

January used to mean layers. Serious layers. The kind where you dress like an overstuffed sausage just to take the…

3 months ago

The Tree That Knows Costa Rica

Trees have a funny way of inserting themselves into our lives without ever asking permission. They stand there while childhood…

4 months ago

Your Portable Pura Vida Plan

It’s a bit amusing, really. I’m sitting here by my pool in Costa Rica, soaking in humidity like it’s a…

4 months ago

The Quiet Happiness We Keep Missing

If life were a baseball game, most of us would be hitting nothing but curveballs. Some days it feels like…

4 months ago

The Past, the Brew and the Battle

There are a few things you learn quickly after landing in Costa Rica. One, geckos run the place and you…

4 months ago

The Christmas Hangover

The rush before Christmas never arrives quietly. It bursts in like a drunk uncle who ignores the doorbell and immediately…

4 months ago

Our First Tropical Christmas

If someone had told me a few years ago that our first Christmas outside Canada would involve palm trees lit…

4 months ago

A Pura Vida Christmas Carol

Once upon a Christmas, there lived a wealthy expat on the Pacific coast of Costa Rica. He owned a stunning…

4 months ago

Plumbing, Pride, and Partnership

There’s a moment in every person’s life when they learn the truth about themselves. Some folks discover it while meditating,…

4 months ago

The Gentle Truth of an Uncrowded Church

There is a certain kind of quiet you only find when life stops trying to impress you. The world outside…

4 months ago