Surf House Nicaragua When dreams become reality 😍

Traveling is one of those things- you can never know what to expect. I suppose this can apply to life in general- but specifically when you travel. The possibility of what can happen when you are away from home, not in normal routines, on the road, is exciting to me. I like the unknown- I feel so comfortable moving about- it’s weird. I almost feel more uneasy when I’m only in one place for too long. I find the growth and insight that comes from constant change is profound. For me, it seems that maybe the secret is finding consistencies- routines- normalities- within the change. By this I mean, findings constants, the things that keep you grounded and secure, within the comforts of your own (magical, divine) self. I am always pretty stoked to spend time with myself. I can only speak from personal experience but the allure of the unknown, of the potential challenges, what I learn from new people, places, things, is what drives me to move, to expand, to create and to love. At this point in my trip (which is now the end- haha since it took me a month to finish writing anything) I’ve been all over the place. Costa Rica to Nicaragua, Nicaragua to El Salvador, El Salvador to Nicaragua, Nicaragua to Costa Rica, and currently back in Nicaragua. And lots of cities in between. Playa Grande, Liberia, Asseradores, Managua, La Flores, La Libertad, Puerto Sandino, Leon, Playa Negra, Nosara, Garza, and at this particular moment I’m in laying in my bed in a hotel room in Granada thinking how silly it is that I haven’t wrote yet. Although I do use my social media to share, it’s not the best avenue to actually tell stories- and I believe it’s our stories that tie us together. These stories allow us to realize that we are all human beings with the same basic need of food and shelter- to love and be loved. We are citizens of planet earth and that is why it is so very important to be kind and spread love to one another.

**Quick disclaimer- now that I’m reading all this after a month of non publishing it’s eh- average, but I wrote it, so here you go. Hope you at least enjoy the pictures:)

 

Up until this point I’ve taken a hiatus on finishing this blog (twice) and have spent a day and a half in the town of my future home, could 9 is floating all around. (Yes- one more writing break to come before I actually finally finish this story, but it’s hard to be inspired to write on my cell phone especially, when I can lay in a hammock and watch nature and be endlessly entertained- clouds and animales, trees and waves… absolute uninterrupted stoke)
So I’m dreaming. But I’m not. And it’s bliss. I’d found myself speechless with a silly smile plastered to my face, and for those of you who know me, the smile is normal. But speechless, haha- pretty special moment in my life. Ive never been so excited for so much hard work. Yes rad- to find something you are passionate about sharing and want to do nothing but enjoy the path of that dream. I can’t help but feel excited and inspired by everything around….

And then haha- took another hiatus from finishing this story yet again, cause life continues to happen and the “distractions” of nature and waves and naps has been keeping me busy- still (was, until this morning) in this same town, still in love with everything I see in front of me, but just a few days away from finishing up this month long adventure..

Let’s rewind a bit. I started this trip In Costa Rica-

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because sometimes I don’t know what the heck I’m doing and let’s be real- i didn’t plan this one well at all… all part of the journey. Se la vie. And when you have no specific “plans” you go with what you know- so I flew into Costa Rica. Less than 24 hours later, a quick trip to and from the beach at playa grande, a random encounter with a friend of a friend of a friend in and from Costa Rica (yes it’s a small world), and back to Liberia I go. So back in libera I’m pumped to head north, buss ticket in hand, El Salvador bound, via Nicaragua…

 


But In Liberia is where I stay, holding true to the idea of is something can happen it will, even if you actually properly planned (and for once I did). Well the bus never came. Prepaid ticket in my pocket, i waited for that damn buss for 3 hours. Long story short, I caught a cheap cab to the border scooped up some Imperials on the way and wondered what the heck am I doing from here. As I’m walking across the boarder from Costa Rica to Nicaragua I hear a voice holler at the back of my head “katie! Is that you?!?”

 


Ha. Yes only me. And from here the long way home continues. I took at ride with my friend 4 hours out of the way north and 4 hours all the way back south to Managua the very next morning. Being a “yes” girl gets me in some funny situations, but I always end up with a good story to tell. My detour oddly enough took me Into the town I’m moving to, I met some new friends, caught some waves and then continued my journey north, with another 12 hour travel day Into El Salvador.

El Salvador-
What a beautiful country. Everyday we have choices to make. And if I listened to the things people said to do, to play it safe, my life, I feel would be boring, unsatisfying, and average. I believe I am not here to be average. I’ve been here before, I’ve learned some things and it’s my role is this life time to share this inspiration, this passion to live life fully, with others. Code orange. Says the president. Code love says Katie. El Salvador is a little bit sketchy, but at no point did I ever feel unsafe. I planned a week Tour with a rad company based out of LA called AST. First stop in El Sal, was the location at the “east” of the county called Las Flores. Anywhere the jungle meets the sea is absolute perfection for my salty soul. Add in a Birdseye view of a fun playful right hand point break- Cherry on top:) Oddly enough, El Salvador is a country on the pacific coast of the americas that actually faces East. So every morning the fiery blood red sun levitated into the still, calm sky. Absolute Bliss.

 

I’ve got a whole blog on AST coming up next, but go visit these people:) I then stayed at their Punta Roca location. The hotel is perched on the edge of another epic right hand point break, I saw some waterfalls, ate delicious food and I am hoping to be hosting a surf and yoga adventure here next year!:)

From El Salvador. I go back to Nicaragua. In addition to my life being a gypsy trail of places it is also a wild journey of love and heartbreak. If you follow my shenanigans, you know my transparency about feeling the feels, loving hard and my practice (of yoga, a practice goes much deeper than the physical poses) – it’s trusting, surrendering and learning to let go of things that no longer serve you. This part of the path is sweet. A love story, tender and pure, it’s softens me to the edges of everything.

 

I found my way back (to an epic little reef in central Nicaragua) and really, the important part, into the arms of a man, (the vibrations of a soul) I have loved for millions of years. I do believe we are from the same star. And although our time together always seems short, I’m learning with this kind of love there is no hurry. And I’m also learning the graciousness and humility and peace that comes with acceptance of things as they are, regardless of how you want them to be. My soul needed to see him and touch him after 10 months of “exile” from one another, it felt like…
One of those things, that’s leaves you staring up at the stars for hours in comple awe of things you can’t explain, and this is one of those things- I don’t have words to explain…and maybe it would cheapen it it if I did. I feel at peace to know one way or another he and I have reconnected. AND to know all the wonderful things I feel in my heart, despite our physical distance we had- are true.

From here pura vida time:)
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Oh how I love Costa Rica. I can’t afford it. But having so many magical souls there I get to call my friends, and so many fun fun waves to surf- no price tag can keep me away indefinitely.

 

So I crossed the boarder (again) and rented a car this time right at the border. Epic. If you travel to Costa Rica and find yourself on not too tight of a budget- I would recommend this entirely. So easy. Almost felt too easy. This simple process sure beats busses and dragging around my stuff (surf board bag included.) My heart and soul are pleased to the heavens with my decision to splurge a bit. Fuck it, it’s just money right? I love Costa Rica road trips. Well, any road trip for that matter, but especially ones through the wandering, winding roads of this magical place- something special, particularly reflective, healing, and wonderful always happens to me as I move… especially solo, especially in this part of the world. First stop. Playa negra- good friends- bright shining love friends, always bringing me the best little unassuming moments and conversations. Moments that fill my soul, that make life worth living. These are the times I live for, connection to others. I believe it’s one of the things we are all really searching for. I’m so grateful to have this “home” my body, my soul, that I get to move about in and with all across the globe and connect to others. The very best way to experience life is through the lens of your true authentic self. I spent the next morning surfing a secret spot, an outer reef tucked somewhere in northern Costa Rica. Then having coffee, doing jungle yoga, and enjoying the company with one of the most generous, brilliant beautiful souls I know. Woohoo, positive vibes pumping, and off to Nosara I go. But first a poem inspired by the blessing of true friendship and a handful of morning spent like this that always seems to linger long after the moment.

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-Friendship-
Can be better described in flavors…
Like Morning coffee talk.
The sweet organic taste of
::Fresh roasted smiles::
Straight from the mountains
And into my heart.
Porch hangs.
Chats about love and life.
-All positive everything-
Time well spent
Doing nothing but indulging.
In our stories, in our dreams.
Sharing our secrets with the trees.
Laughing like wind
Celebrating this simple bliss.

 

Nosara.
Welcome home.
I never realized what beautiful words these are to hear. It’s weird to you go back to place where your heart broke, and you haven’t been since. But it’s also powerful to be able to return to that place and be reminded of those emotions that used to be so painful…and no longer feel pain. I have done so much self work since I left this place broken hearted and broke- its wonderful to come back and to be in such a positive, grounded, inspired, loving physical, mental and emotional space. I am now able to greet these feelings with nothing but peace and gratitude for the growth and lessons they have given me. I encourage you to not let life not make you bitter. I instead encourage you to stay humble and try to receive the high and lows as they come, search for the blessings. Embrace the sweet mystic joy of life in its entirety. The journey is indeed, the destination. Final stop….

Northern Nicaragua.
Asseradores. Santa Maria Del Mar
Surf House Nicaragua.

From Costa Rica back to Nicaragua I go and finally to spend some time in the place I get to call my home. Oh man, smiling heart shaped eye emoji. It’s perfect here. Perfect is relative. But it’s perfect to me. As David Henry Thoreau so nicely put it-

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.”

And I see beauty all around. It’s amazing actually, I’ve been here just a little over a week- and even though time moves slow here, in the best kind of way, it seems like so much has happened. For this part of the journey I randomly scooped up an Aussie friend of a friend on the way, and for a woman who loves to go
solo, having a side kick to share this huge week of my life with was a very special gift.

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Did I mention I bought property in Nicaragua?… No big deal. Holy everything… Non stop, puppy wiggles, super happy, stoke fest, little kid on Christmas kind of dance party…
But first- Waves, nature, conversation, and latin men, just a few of my favorite things:) Then there was Saturday. Saturday was super special. I went on a beach walk- into the black sparkly sand and past all the broke down palaces lining the palm tree shores. I saw a mama and baby horse grazing in an abandoned yard.
Then as I continued on to the beach two more beautiful wild horse crashed through the jungle trees and paused to look at me from afar. They proceeded in my direction and joined me for several minutes and we wandered down the sand and through the waves together. It was magic- so pure. The most raw level of energies, horses and human, nature and human- finding a place together on a secluded beach in Northern Nicaragua. Something happens when you slow down enough to receive and witness the miracle of life coexisting, breathing and thriving as one. The flocks of birds living in the trees graciously celebrating and announcing every sunrise and sunset. The chickens, little baby chicks, and roosters roaming around the yard. Pelusa the kitten, who I’m convinced thinks he’s half dog – sleeps, plays and snuggles with religion, he loves to chase toes, frogs and spiders at night, and snuggle in my lap purring with delight.
The yellow chested birds baithing in the pool. The sweet gimpy puppy who adopts you for half the day to join you on your afternoon walk about, panting and smiling the whole way. The goats and cows gently grazing and passing the time in sweet innocence. Life here is simple. The man with his 3 daughters who lives in the beach side property and is kind enough to let us walk through their property to enter the waves. These precious little girls told me the want to learn English and I asked them If they also wanted to learn to surf. With sparkles in their eyes and giggles in their bodies they said yes. I am beyond grateful life has brought me here, to live and share, and teach. To empower and uplift and ultimately to learn as much as I get to share. Life after all is one big give and take. It’s reciprocal, cyclical and forever full of endless knowledge. From books, the sea, to the poor family living in peace, there isn’t a soul or thing from whom we cannot learn.

 

So now- my property. Daaaaannng. Boss babe things in full effect. My property is perfect. I feel so happy when I stand on it go near it and envision what a place of conversation, connection, and love it is going be. Surf House Nicaragua is a dream- my dream- that is now a reality- in the making. I’m full of humility and happiness to be living this life. Inspired. Humble. Excited and even scared. Fear is good. It’s in this space I am finding we learn and grow.

I left this magical paradise this morning and am now in Leon, feeling moderately assaulted by over stimulation of a busy city. Honking horns, loud music, cars and motos zooming by. But as the sun began to set I was naturally drawn west and made it just in time to a Euro vibe room top bar called el mirador. 🙂

 

It’s not the beach, but still special to watch the sun fade away, off shores blowing solid, sweeping the sun below the roof tops and shadowed city scapes. As my trip comes to a close it’s nice for once to actually be looking forward to going home. Every other time in the past I have felt so sad to go back to the states. This is the first time ever I have been so content with where I am, and where I am going, and where I have been. I’m stoked to work, and keep the ball rolling as I stay focused in my dreams. I guess my point for all of this, and it’s not something I’m preaching, but truly living, is to believe in yourself. And to believe in your dreams. Yoga and the breath, and my practice in mindfulness, daily intentions and positive affirmations continue to shape my life and my dreams exactly as I imagine. And when things don’t go my way, my practice allows me to accept and understand that this too is all part of the plan. So live your life my loves. And remember, keep smiling, be kind, be patient (life is about learning wait). Take your sense of humor with you every where you go, and go with love. The law of attraction is real. What you seek is seeking you, and the people crazy enough to dream the dreams are the people who actually see them come true.

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Have a beautiful day 🙂
The mermaid gypsy

 

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Travel.Surf.Yoga.

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A few days ago as I was winding through the mountain roads of Guatemala en route to the magical lake I felt a smile grow across my face as everything began to slow down. The essence of why I travel. Which is the same reason I surf or practice yoga. It brings me peace and joy of the tender bliss of living in the moment -In my proper Cali beach slang, it makes me stoked 🙂 It takes me out of my comfort zone and brings me into present- it is the opportunity to savor and enjoy life as it’s unfolding. It separates me from the agenda that is conformity and creates an experience that represents all of eternity. It is in these moments that I feel most alive. They are without a time stamp -these moments deepen the perspective of relativity. And confirm the reality that life is happening all over that planet- and you are only relevant, only important, only as connected, complete and whole as you choose to show up. And these
moments are what life is all about.

 

The more I dive into my yoga practice, the more I learn- about love, about life, about spirituality – the more I learn to let go, the more able I am accept and adapt to all facets of life. Yoga, my friends, has very little to with the shape of your body- and everything to do with the vibrance of your soul….

Yoga -surf -travel – and not in any particular order have shaped me more than anything else (with the exception  of my wonderful goddess of a mom of course)

These 3 things also have also been especially relevant to different phases of my life.

Travel
When I was young the wanderlust was infused into my being. I spent quite a bit of time with my mom (and/or/solo/brother) on the road; headed out to nature- new campsites, fun adventures to hike mountains or across continents to the ghettos of Brazil and Mexico to learn about others, and the value of service and loving one another. Receiving the gift of perspective and learning that barriers are man made and we are all inherently the same.

Surfing.

Surfing has been the newest adventure – Its a passion I have learned later in life but has no doubt profoundly affected my plight of my existence on this planet. It is unquestionably the single most task I have dedicated my time to over the last 3 years. Honestly, as soon as I found a surfboard everything else took a back seat and I’ve genuinely not spend too much time doing anything but chasing waves and warm water since then ….Knowing the ocean and waves have such a consuming effect on me Im actually quite happy that I didnt find surfing Until later in life. i feel confident in saying I would not have done the amazing things I have done, had I grown up with the ability to surf. The ocean has always been a constant in my life, the salt is in my blood but a powerful love affair with waves is fresh. It’s crazy actually how everything works our just the way it’s supposed to, and Im so grateful for all the landlocked experience, that lead me to the salty sea, that have lead me to here (which is currently the Tijuana airport waiting for a red eye to Guatemala ) which has become a palatial lake side estate perched aside lake afilan. Before all this tho, the love of surf…

 

Around June I realized the tropical jungle daze and salty Central American adventure had to be put on the shelf for a bit. It was time to come back to San Diego to explore my own landscape: the wild universe of my dreams. It was time To create more magic, to get grounded and rooted, to reconnect to self. Although returning has brought so many challenges my simple minded self didn’t anticipate, after quite a bit of stubborn resistance I am now accepting. I’m learning being grounded does not mean stuck. It simply means growing deeper roots to grow a bigger tree to spread my love as far and wide as possible, all while staying connect to the nurturing earth, but allowing the wind to float the seeds where it may. My time is San Diego is a wonderful opportunity to feel safe and secure. To manifest and plan ways to finance this wanderlust, this gypsy mermaid lifestyle. Cause wether I like money or not, seashells I love to discover I the sand are not a currency that will pay for my dreams.

On a side note and the more I think about the period of my life ( Los Angeles living) where none of those things 3 things were present, I realize that was quite possible, the most shallow and empty times of my life. That’s not to say I wasnt growing or learning, I just perhaps wasn’t fully present. And I believe whole heartedly that time period, that pain, that lack of substance or depth despite the excessivess of “things” needed to happen in order to be here today, it’s just an interesting realization to come to in Hindsight. I doesn’t negate how grateful I am for that time, just like all the others…

Getting back on track-
let’s talk about yoga-
Yoga which is most dominant in my life right now is a teacher of so many things. When I began to learn about yoga philosophy it shifted the paradigm through which I see the world and how I experience life. It opened up Pandora’s box to vast exsistence I was unaware of. It compliments my already positive disposition by teaching this….
Yoga philosophy is magic- it says that everything is good. People are good, experiences are good, pain is good because in traversing all of these things you become the best version yourself. And all of these things the highs and lows have to be present in order for you to learn and expand and experience bliss. Even the bad is good- because it is. Experience can be neutral. Yoga encourages you to be a witness. Feel every moment as fresh and new and it allows life to be as tender. so perfect. Full of abundance and oozing with gratitude. I don’t mean yo dumb it down. But it really can be that simple. If you are looking for some books that share this info 2 of my faves are Bringing yoga to life by Donna Farhi. And The Yama and Niyama book by Deborah Adele. These two pieces of literature take yoga practices that you may have seen as peculiar or outdated and apply to our lives right here in the 21st Century. The qualities it teaches of how to live the largest life available are something that are times. I mean really, who doesn’t want to experience a life with as much joy and as little suffering as possible.

So that brings me back to now. My skin is no longer brown. I’m slightly sunkissed at best. And When the waves at home are good. They are FIRE. Like 4-5 straight days of pumping barrels, but the air is crispy, the water is cold, the tan lines form around the cozy edges of a wetsuit. And then, the swell passes and magic mother ocean goes flat. Knee highs waves, singles fins, and wavestoms. After the spoils of the tropics Im still challenged to percolate enough stoke to charge early mornings with booties or frozen toe nugglets. For a girl who believes life is better in a bikini, or naked at that, all this necessary neoprene is a serious task. I’m learning though, my need for the ocean is greater than my distaste of the cold. Im also learning however, the beauty of balance and less surfing is an opportunity to dive into other things that feed my soul. Perhaps this is the universe telling me balance is possible as she gently grabs my hand and leads me into an energetic, spiritual and physical place where I can surf, travel, do yoga, teach yoga and profit from it all at once. I know Nicaragua is not far away. And when the times comes it where I will be.

Patience. Trust. Surrender.
I’ve got some exciting business (surf-yoga-service retreats) and some bi-country living in the works.
Although leaving Costa Rica felt devastating at the time. I’m now able to see it was necessary. All the growth I went there to do was done. And it was time to return.

And so I will let the winds blow me south again. Even if it’s just for a short while. My heart feels excited for the adventures Guatemala continues to offer. For me on this trip no waves. A little bit of yoga. But mostly a gypsy soul in search of the unknown – traveling to new countries, with artisan food, deep culture and beauty that extends beyond the visible eye.

 

Ultimately the lessons from the ocean, the breath and traveling the planet have all been the same, they have just come about in different ways. These lessons confirm my belief in benefit of living beyond our fears. That there in fact a plan a greater matrix working beyond our control- but we have to show up. Buy the plane ticket, paddle out, sit still in nature- whatever “it” is to you that brings your right smack into the center of it all.

In my modest experience I have learned to follow my heart, stay humble, practice gratitude and live with love. lifeand from here life continue to reward me for being willing enough to take the risk, to embrace the challenges and live the life I dream.
With all my salty and sunkissed love
we’ll chat soon 🙂 complete story on Guatemala travels will be up next week!

xo
The mermaid.

Buddhist Monks, Boxing Classes & Babes

A trifecta of sorts.

Yep:) it’s been quite the week or two..

Writing stories is always a wonderful opportunity to re examine all I have to be grateful for-

So check it out,  I believe in lots of things:)

like fairies and rainbows, mermaids and unicorns

-Believe it or not actually been to the place where the unicorns arrive at the salty sea and enter the ocean and become mermaids for a while- I’ve also sat on the thumbnail moon as she floats in the sky and let my legs dangle over the edge but that is a whole different story to tell 😘😘(and no. in case your wondering acid is not a part of my diet)…I’m high on life 🙂 🙂 🙂 and maybe a bit weird, but life is short, fantasies are fun, and weird is never ever boring. If I dare invite you to walk with me on the wild side, you’ll like it – my only warning is that your face might hurt from nonstop giggles and smiles.

But Back to beliefs. Nothing written in stone, just practicing things I have learned along the way- Defining things that dictate how i live my life- my own personal truths of sorts.

I believe we all are here because we have a story to tell, lessons to learn, love to give and wounds to heal. It has been a big week spanning the spectrum of experience. It’s cool how life comes at you if you stay open. I’m no longer staying in a close minded space or entertaining the idea of feeling “stuck” here- Ive come back around and am open to receiving the opportunities to get grounded, connected and enjoying the blessing of a space to manifest and create- feeling stuck is only a matter of attitude, not a physical manifestation. My life in California has begun to unfold in the absolute perfection of something only in proper alignment with the flow of nature could reveal…
Whew.

Here it goes.
Building on this idea of “perfection” that i was talking about last time. The power of the mind is strong and where you focus your energy your life with follow. This has rang true in my life over and over again- and I’m sure if you create an awareness of your thought and patterns you will see a similar flow in yours. The power of positivity might sound annoying- oh but it’s so real. And SO juicy good—

As I feel the need for a softened heart- I also feel a calling to harden the muscles. Not being able to surf 4 hours every day has left me with an appetite for more fitness and a desire to return to a boxing/kickboxing routine.

After my healing journey and blessing with The llama-
yes- i was fortunate enough to spend some time in the presence of a Tibetan Buddhist Monk who chanted mantras, rang bells, lit incense and preformed a sacred ritual using figurative sparkly effervescent light which he then wrapped up in robes and sent off any negative energy to far away place where it can no longer reach me. Powerful to say the least. Although it may sound far out there to you, it seems to me that any opportunity for growth and healing is worth experiencing- isn’t that what is life about anyways?

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Also being a yoga teacher and reiki practitioner, this was a chance I couldn’t turn down and anyone who had ever had/received energy or body work knows what a wildly powerful exchange this is…

After leaving the monk I found myself drawn to return a distant yet familiar place. The gym of a friend and who I believe to be a legend. Higley fit. Alex Higley is a local man, professional fighter and creature of love, light and positivity. His passion for life and commitment to share his dream is contagious and super uplifting. Often a gym or fitness class can be intimidating, but I would recommend trying out Higley fit to anyone who has boxed for years or is new to the sport. Check out his craft at http://www.higleyfit.com

From there the good vibes ensued, and of course, within the next few days after stopping in to say hey, I found myself w my gloves back on and elbows deep in the bag and mits. Smiling and sweating and stoked to surrounded by other people with the same positive attitude.

Part three of this trifecta is where the babes come into play. Traveling has shaped me beyond most other influences in my life. Not only the places you get to see, but the magical beings you meet along the way. Something special happens when you step outside your comfort zone and Into the wild vast unknown. I met Maya in Costa Rica, but I have known her for millions of years-she has recently returned to the states for a bit and was on a cosmic adventure to Cali:) Being mermaids and lovers of all things it was only natural to host her in my home. Surfing and andventures with the ladies is always rad. Sharing love and light, and stories of adventures and heartbreak and waves never gets old. I’ve said it a million times and I’ll say it again, life about accumulating moments that make your soul sing- and time with mermaid friends and wine and waves is certainly that. Maya Luna love has since left and our lives continue to journey on…

And that’s really all it is. A journey. Not a destination, but appreciating all we have in any given moment and the joy that comes from simply being alive and well… as I posted on my IG yesterday y-

“These flesh suits we wear sure can be deceiving. The universe keeps sending me angels all dressed up a humans. From the grind of LAX, to the grind at the coffee machine at Frazier Farms, to the grind of waves at the beach, and all the way back to my heart with a good old fashioned phone call with a cosmic friend living on the other side of the globe- Authenticity- inspiration- and love. Give love. be love and witness and experience the opening of portals unimaginable by a limited heart or mind. Stay open my friends 🙂 Do not find excuses to shut down or close off- we are all so very connected. The energy and pure love that has come my way in the last 12 hours is mind blowing, humbling and magically beautiful:)✨ Unlimited amounts of love and bliss are everywhere- in the depths of the seas, the space of the galaxies, the vast eternity of every moment- of every sunset- of these magical October skies.
Live with love
Pura Vida.”

salty and sunkissed besos-
Katie

 

Back to Cali ☀️

Finding inspiration in the day to day grind can be challenging.
Then I go outside and I am reminded of what a beautiful planet we live on. Backyards vibes are pretty sweet. All kinds rad trees and plants. Succulents are such a trip. And Incredibly brilliant. They can survive, in just about any and all conditions. If you break them off, and replant then, you don’t kill them- they are almost like a Voulenteer for more & more life 🙂 very cool.

I sit and watch the bees enjoy the nectar of the blooming trees, hear the birds and feel the wind. It’s October and I’m writing in a bikini, in a hammock and the waves are just a bike ride away- So I suppose you can say it’s a bit of a paradise.

It’s easy to get caught up in a desire for “perfection” when sometimes you have to take a step aside and realize that this IS perfection- the perfect day is happening to you right now. It’s all a mater of being present, having a positive mental attitude, and experiencing the joy within the reality of whenever you are at—-
Blah blah blah.
What am I trying to say?
Well 2 things specifically.

The adventure is in your mind. The more time I spend at “home”, in San Diego, the more I tap into my yoga practice and the more I am reminded of “as you think so you become.”

The mind is a powerful tool to create and manifest any and all things we desire. And that everything we are all “searching” for resides inside of us:)

So as life happens we have to remember- everything is temporary- it’s always changing. No matter what phase of life you are experiencing you have to stay grateful- wether you are wandering through tropical jungles and surfing warm epic waves or navigating the concrete jungle, traffic lights, and censorry overload of a high pulsed society of an industrialized nation- this too an adventure. There’s always a lesson to be learned and with the abundance of our lives there are always a millions reason to stay stoked and keep smiling.

The second thing if was trying to get at is importance of remembering that everything is a cycle- and within this cycle all the attributes of nature are always present. In yogic philosophy these attributes are called the gunas. I refer to the guanas to help me stay calm, content and at peace within the center when ever I feel the extremes of nature pulling me in every direction.
So what about Gunas you ask?
It’s pretty simple really- it’s a great tool or reference to use to stay in balance (or at least to be mindful of if we feel our lives being affected by super positive or negative energy or as we encounter times of happiness and sadness). My favorite example is this cycle is the growth of a seed. All seeds (even us a humans) starts in tamas- inertia, stillness, little to none movement or activity is present as the seed planted is in the ground, from here the seed begins to grow- and rajas happens- imagine all the force and activity that is need to be present for a seed to break out of its shell, sprout out of the ground and begin to become a plant. This is where the growth is happening and from human standpoint, this phase may seem overwhelming or consuming or exciting and uncertain. Ah- but what happens next is nothing short of magic. From here sattva occurs. Balance. The flower or tree is in perfect bloom- the fruit is ripe- and any individual looking at this plant would think its a magically beautiful representation of perfection. However, at this point – we must remember what a journey the plant went through to achieve such brilliance, and remember where it is going. The tree then drops its fruit, the flowers die- the soil is replenished and the cycle begins again.

In my life i just returned from the dreamland of tropic jungles and great waves- it was “perfection” however I was living reality that was not sustainable and now back Cali I am realizing (only 4 months later, yes, sometimes I’m slow to get on the bus) that is my time to sow the garden again. To get rooted, grounded, connected- and manifest and create new journeys and adventures. This part of the cycle might not be “glamorous” but we are only as solid as our foundation, only as strong as our roots and so I am finding the joy of this phase of my life because from here all things grow stronger. Also remembering that within this phase there is so much delightful magic that is present and to be grateful for abundance and lessons here and now.

So, these Gunas important to remember because within our entire macro cycle of life this micro cycle is spinning, daily – weekly- monthly- yearly. We must be patient and gentle with ourselves. It’s not necessary to have all the answers. We have to remember we are a part of nature and it’s imperative to trust and surrender to the forces around us. Otherwise we cause avoidable suffering to ourselves and others. The sun will set and rise. The tides will rise and fall and In the end everything is going to be okay:) if it’s not okay. It’s not the end…
These are just a few of the many gems of wisdom I have learned from the yoga tradition that I am oh so happy to share with you.

With all my salty and sunkissed love
Namaste

Northern Nicaragua Dreamland🇳🇮💙✨

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Mermaid treasures and all this magic ✨
Feeling A- a little bit sick🤒
But B- mostly just stoked.
To be a surfer, even an average one at that, is a beautiful life to live. I can’t speak for everyone who surfs- but when fresh fish and the quest for waves are the two most basic pre-req’s to keep me smiling and moving forward- life is good.
Simple- but full of the most magic, in the most minimal of things…
The ocean never fails to satisfy and you know that adventure is always a breath away.
I may never have a million dollars in my bank account- but I have lifetimes of stories, of connections, of memories not all the money in the world could buy. All the inspiration I continue to find in the different facets of life is humbling and mind blowing at the same time. ✨🌈
The life on the gypsy trail continues to provide the most abundance 🙂 I spent a the day alone yesterday. The only guest at these rad surfing/ glamping bungalows- (www.tapasandsurf.com) and the day was pure sweetness…..

Beachside ranchitos- sal y limón peanuts, toña and some good reads to pass the day while I wait for the tide and winds to change. And About sal y limón?….. put-it- on…everything!
and make life taste better:)
carrots, cucumbers, guac. Sure 👍🏽😋
and about my reading materials?

–proper literature when traveling is a must- been digging into “Barbarian Days- a Surfing Life” by William Finnegan. A fabulous memoir/ autobiography perfect for any surfing or wandering soul who likes to travel and discover the secrets of the planet and the secrets of man kind—

when that became “boring” as if sitting by sea can ever really be called that… I decided to wander. Around the point to the south- on to rocks and reefs filled with crabs and critters surrounded by the most delightful secluded mermaid cove- millions of shells of every color- so vibrant- neon pink and purples- pearl luminescent mini treasures – creating the sand- heaven.

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At this point a sunset glass off surf session would have been epic, but the day called for dinner and what would be the most fantastic daily offering- a sunset on land 🙂
I ordered a cocktail. Because how can you not when flor de caña is like $2.30…The affordability of Nica compared to Costa is pretty wild.
And then, I ordered some grub.
Two perfect sized tapas plates for my sweet little mermaid self. Fresh local ceviche, and camarón a pil pil (shrimp in a spicy garlic sauce). Holy mouth orgasams- or- I was just really hungry. Either way- the meal was delucious. They have roof top lounge area gently tucked among the almond trees, with a beach view and waves in the background. Of course to my delight Mother Earth offered a divine show of the setting sun free of charge. There was fire in the sky glowing every color or love….

I’ve got a slightly confused and broken heart on the mend. (Buuuuut. Haha. what else is new- I am so open, vulnerable, full of love that I experience the lows not as often but as intensely as the highs)… none the less, like a kitten, I always land on my feet- and I learn and accept the lesson. Everything that happens in life -good and “bad” -is an opportunity to be better, stronger, wiser and more full of love for it- I refuse to let life harden me, so when anger, or hate or resentment, are not options, it seems that love always wins…

Anyways. This day of solitude, spent with my one true love- myself – and the sea and all this nature was exactly what my mermaid soul needed to remember that everything we seek out there, is in here. And by here, I mean ourselves. I’m at point in life where I love my own company as much as that of anybody else and sometimes even more.. and I feel so beyond grateful to arrived at this point. Sometimes I’m lonely, but I’m human—and that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy being alone, It’s just better to be alone than in bad company.

So after dinner, at like 7:30, I cruise to bed… yep, although I do like to party, the regular routine of nights that become mornings for the most part, are a thing of the past. I lay in my tent/cabin bungalow, listen to the sounds, the bugs and the waves and some R&B from the 90’s- Thanks Spotify 😜- and then wind it all down and drift off to dreamland with the soothing, hypnotizing sounds of Ali Farka Touré (yes- you need these amazing vibrations in your life— look up these incredible musicians).

After some wild dreams, and sassy roosters – morning is upon me.
And you know what that means….
Surfing Time! 🏄🏽‍♀️
I don’t feel amazing, like I mentioned, but I’m here, and there are waves, so I surf:) it’s never a bad idea. I caught a few fun ones. And then the rain started. Ah, sweet droplets of nectar- the source- Liquid love falling from the sky- then some thunder thunder, cool:) but then. lightening struck a little too close and I was out of there!! The wave here is called nahualapa- and it’s got tough competition with the boom and other firing breaks near by, but, fun enough for a few hours on this mystic morning in Norhtern Nicaragua. So I write this to you over coffee, pancakes and fruit.. and pancakes!?!? Oh man:) 😍🥞😍got me daydreaming about chocolate chips and peanut butter rolled up into like magic breakfast taquitos of love. Hahaha: and I’m not even stoned. I don’t miss much about home- obviously my tribe of beings who make my heart beat- but what I’d do for bottles of wine and some good pure dark chocolate— see you in June Cali, who wants to go on a date…..🍷🍫

Anyways. Who knows where today will take me, but this moment, is a grateful one- and for all the average pop, bachata music that has been played here over the past 24 hours of course bob Marley just came on:)
❤️💚💛
and with that…

Be kind to others, and yourself. Your blessing are more abundant, and all us creatures here on this planet are way more alike, than you may want to recognize.
Be positive. Stay humble-
Life truly is a precious gift.
From my gypsy mermaid heart to you
💜
•all love• all the time•

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Mermaids and dolphins 🐬☀️💦💙

 

Mermaids and dolphins.🐬🐚🐚🐙🐙

Gratitude and Abundance.

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Pay attention to the words you use and the thoughts you think, these are things that dictate the happiness and love in your life and energy that exude. These are things you have control over. Do you choose to react when something doesn’t go your way? Or perhaps you may want to seek out tools that allow you to pause, and respond instead?

One of my favorite sayings, is…

“Let go…Or be dragged”

A beautiful simple truth. Remiding us to go with the flow, be easy and trust that things always work out the ways they should- even if we can’t see this at the time.

As I move about on this Gypsy trail I find it very hard to stay inspired when confined to the normalcy of routine…

Its quite suffocating actually-

Crazy right?😳😛

But, to each his own.

We all have different talents and bring different gifts to this world, so the point is to find what makes your heart sing and do nothing but that. For me, organized chaos, as some call it, the unknown, the unregulated, forever in motion, yet still, and free to roam is the space I thrive

The more time I spend in Costa the more I am able to love, delight in the nature, connect with others, surf, teach yoga and share reiki…💕🌱🌎🌊🌈✨

Everyday here I become a bit more grounded, rooted, expansive, in tune with the pace of nature and the vibrations of love and life.

Yesterday was epic, a day off of work, because I was moving, turned into a perfectly magical day of all things salty and sunkissed.

Point being yesterday, I mixed it up a bit, and universe unfolded a flawless day.

So I was supposed to move, and that would have been the “responsible” thing to do, however, I’m a believer of going with the flow…. Its not everyday you are invited on a fishing adventure, and the reality is that, all my things will still be waiting there to be moved at the end of the day, and opportunity to play in the ocean would have passed…

Morning starts beach side in Garza, 7 am, air is fresh sun in shining, pineapples and rum in hand, hangover lingering…..

None the less, face is smiling, heart is full.

We cruise out on the boat and immediately start catching black fin tuna as bait fish.

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There is a certain peace, a silence, a stillness, despite movement all around, about being on a boat in the ocean. The horizon is infinite and the clarity that presents itself with the gentl lull of the waves and the kiss of the breeze, is actually quite hard to describe, possibly one of those things you can only feel…

We then head out a bit deeper and the fishes are abundance and generous with their lives. We get some Yellowfin, and Pargos. The energy of the day is mellow, and happy. Bellies at this point are starting to get hungry and the guys begin to filet the fish with impressive skill and perscison. We then eat sashimi.

Que Rico 😋

When it comes to food and going to the source I don’t believe it gets any better than this. I am humbled by the gifts of the ocean, of breath, of life. And really freaking stoked cause fresh yellowfin is well, like heaven.

A few more fish find their way onto hooks, and the guys grill it up and we grub on the best tuna sandwich I have ever had in my life. Time for nap # 2, I crawl onto the bow of the boat, and rest as the motor hums and the waves splash with the sweet sounds of a mermaids lullaby. The captain is headed out west as the guys are ready to “graduate” from tuna in search of a sail fish.

Alas, after trolling for a while the sail fish remained elusive. I wake up from the sleep and climb up the tower on top of the boat and chill with the captain enjoying a birds eye view of the magical sea. We talk about life and families, we see flying fish, manta rays, all kinds of super sweet birds, and then after a few radio calls, we take off fast….

On the horizon a large group of animals are breaching, splashing, swimming. At first I think its blue fin tuna, cause that’s how they move, so magical- glistening, circling, wild…

If you have not had the opportunity to see tuna (or dolphins) might I recommend doing so… any animal moving about un caged, in their element is a enlightening experience… but upon a second look, and the captains re- assurance, these are not in fact tuna, but thousands of spinner dolphins. He tells me if I go down and lay on the bow they will be below me. Without hesitation, I go and do just that. Although I have had the opportunity to enjoy dolphins similar to this in San Diego, I have never seen the spinners, extra playful, extra amazing.

For the next 30 minutes or so I am enchanted, in awe, transfixed, speechless, aside from the pure whole hearted giggles, I am in a moment of all things love and pure.… What magical bliss. Uninterrupted joy. I love dolphins, and as they swam, danced, sang with the movement of the boat, I feel happy, amongst friends and in my element. My outstretched fingers just inches from their bodies… my face being splashed with the release of every breath with saltwater from their blow holes. I swear a few of them even go as far as looking up to me, so say, hello miss mermaid, we see you…

And then, as quickly as they arrived. They are gone. But I am not sad. I am at a perfect peace. My face is smiling, my soul- calm. The sun continues to sparkle off the vast blue sea, so many shades of blue the mind feels drunk with its magnificent hughes… As the boat cuts through the ocean I am hypnotized by the foam splashing around the bow, the sun catches every droplet creating magical saltwater sparkles.

I believe in magic, I believe in love. Moments like this are reminders, that although there is much hate, and much suffering, there is also beauty.

It is living and breathing and up to us to recognize it and celebrate it. With an open mind, an open heart, the right attitude of humility, gratitude and abundance the ordinary truly becomes extraordinary.

From here the day continues on with ease… Three quad trips to and from, a glass of wine at the new pad in between trips, and I have relocated “all” my stuff. By “all” I mean, a surfboard, bikinis, clothes, a few books, a yoga mat and some shower produts… =)

Now, since I chose not pack properly my belongings have exploded… haha and my room looks like a rainbow barfed (my new house mate commented on what vibrant colors the mound of things on my bed contained.) Quite the compliment if you ask me. Vibrant is good. Real good…

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But if a mound of stuff and a messy room is the worst part of my day I feel confident that it was a damn good day, there are things in life that really matter, and it seems that this cluster of unorganized things is not one of them.

I enjoy delightful company at the new digs snuggled beach side in the jungle, lights strewn across the yard, surfboards resting near by, the smell of sweet sensi floats throughout the air, love is being shared and all is well….

Everywhere on the planet, there are happy and sad things happening everyday. Hearts break, people fall in love. Nothing is perfect, but it is up to us to see these imperfections, the pain, the sorrow as part of the journey and as an opportunity, to love harder, deeper, to grow and expand. I am grateful. Oh so grateful for this day and this life and all that is….

Lots of other cool shit going on in life, waterfalls, love, waves (epic waves.. maybe the best of my life in my short time surfing on a board), a new ukulele, karaoke to spice girls,  days at the gelato shop, reiki, yoga, a magical merman descending from the stars and captivating my heart… but not finding time, or inspiration to write those moments have passed.

I was able to recently share a beautiful week teaching yoga with a few magic ladies on the Mad To Live Retreats. You can check out their stories about adventures in Costa Rica and their lives abroad on a the Mad To Live Retreat blog at http://www.madtoliveblog.com or on Carly’s at http://www.carlyrowena.com. These women are a spectacular inspiration and an example of people on this planet living and thriving. Truly explifiying what it is to be in love with life and Mad to Live.

Always more stories to come…

Always more love to share…❤️

Your salty and sunkissed Mermaid,

Katie💕🌸🦄🌞

Less is More 💙

Less is more 💙

Everyday I learn more about the value of simplicity, the lessons of humility, and the  importance of love ❤️

One of the very best things we can do in life is be honest with ourselves.

Sometimes our imperfections rear their ugly heads and our behavior is less than attractive.

Nobody is perfect, certainly not myself🙄

With that being said, the next best thing we can do in life is love ourself, and bathe ourself with compassion. We are these magical divine beings, but we are also human.

So we let go, move on,hold our head high and try to be better today than we were yesterday.
Life is good:)

Nothing in nature blooms all year and we are not any different, so on the bad days, be gentle, and smile, and maybe even cry, but remember as Kahlil Gibran says “you are far greater than you know and all Is well.”

So Last week I went on  a sweet little solo surf mission in Nicaragua:) I did have a wonderful friend accompany me on the bus trip up to San Juan del sur and back to Nosara- but I traveled about  Nica enjoying my own company. First stop was  Maderas, a funky little beach town. And by town I mean , a hostel, a restaurant and a surf shop tucked into a cove- like beach that appears at the end of adirt road. It’s about 25 minutes out side of San Juan del Surf and is way isolated.

Beautiful but time for something different, so After a night and morning in maderas surfing mini  waves I decide to move on…

Next stop Popoyo  🌊😍💙

( in hindsight patting myself on the back for this one👏🏽🙌🏽👍🏽)  to arrive at magical perfect  world class point break wave the day before a swell hits was good call. I was scared, but to surf a new wave on fun swell is a pretty exciting moment 🙂

so I take a $3 taxi/buss/truck thing back to San Juan

find an ATM, cause quite the contrary to costa, and an important tip for travelers- cash is mostly accepted here and cards not so much- and then I find my way to the “2 hour” bus ride to popoyo. Hahahahaha. And by 2 hours they meant 3.5-

more lessons in patience. And in reality- what’s the hurry? Wherever I’m going will be there when I arrive- annoying non the less.

The bus made a stop in Rivas this wildly beautiful- closterphocic -cluster fucky- Latin American town. and I love- so vibrant and full of life. We are even lucky enough to witness a little skit about fire safety while parked In the bus terminal. And by fire safety I mean the people built a cardboard hut- set it on fire and then “rescued” a boy from it who was covered in blood- I was so relieved, because when I 1st say this boy covered in blood handling money outside a conspicuous cardboard hut -smoking a cigarette -I could swear chicken fighting or some kind of horrific bloodletting thing was happening Inside- but nope:) just a silly little skit… anywho- after Rivas the buss ride packed w the most humans i have ever seen on a bus resumes and I FINALLY arrive in popoyo-

and get dropped off In the middle of the dirt road. Haha, I’m told to walk 1km, thankfully ive met a friend on the bus who I can walk w/… Haha about a 30 minute walk, up a hill, down a path and across a beach to Guasacate (which we all think is popoyo) we find a hostel, some food, a surfboard and I get to surf. I am grateful for  this slight detour because the view i was able to witness as a result was gorgeous

When I wake up in popoyo on Wednesday the swell has arrived 🙂 💙🌊 Popoyo is a prefect point break. The force and shape of the wave are magic and BIG. Haha i mean big is relative, but I got pounded a bit- with that being said- caught some rad waves and got a tiny confidence boost in the mean time.

On my way to the buss adventure to San Juan del Sur I met a nice local who took me on a little senic tour drive right to the buss so I didn’t have to walk anywhere:)👍🏽

I arrive in San Juan, enjoy a Nicaraguan style meechalada and then meet a good friends mom who happens to have been living there for the past 9 years. San Juan gets a bad rap as a party city, which I could clearly see it was, but it is also a quait, beautiful colonial style town with both locals and ex-pats and a thriving local culture, which I’m so grateful i got to experience.

The journey back to costa went flawless and considering we were boarder crossing and using buss transit that is a big statement. Anywho- loved nica, but happy to back to Guiones, my friends, my job and the fun fat mushy wave that it is.

This past month or so leading up to my Nica adventure has been pretty low key and full of all kinds of smiles and happiness and waves.

I found my way to Ostional the beach north of here once to watch turtles next- which was pure magic, they come back the the same beach they hatched at during same same time period in the moon cycle and lay their eggs…And once to surf. Ostional is a great wave, powerful, punchy and a nice change of pace from the fun- yet mushy wave of quiones. I Have enjoyed some rainy afternoon loving, and some absurdly drunk chili guaro shenanigans. I have been working abunch and Feeling quite satisfied with the mellow pace of life. It’s amazing what you can learn by observing the patterns of nature.

The Seekretspot gelateria in Nosara, (one location in pelada, and one location in north Guiones) is by far the Best gelato in town and although I don’t normally eat meat, nor do I enjoy paying $14 for a hamburger- if the body has a craving I’d like to recommend Burgers and Beer for the meat and craff beer conesour.

A new spot in town I’ve been loving quite a bit is Olo Alaia…A rad craft beer selection and coffee bar set inside of a San Diego style surf shop. Such a good vibe.

I also webt on a fun paddle board tour with coconut adventures, moved into an amazingly beautiful condo, acquired ANOTHER job working at the best pizza spot in town Il Basilio, and I bought a quad!

Woot woot. Nothing solidifies the choice of selling your car, quitting your job and moving to the jungle, like purchase of a lovley little yellow quad. I named her girasolita 🌻 (sunflower) in Spanish.
I love Guiones the place I am currently calling home, but so beyond happy, to adventure about, occupy space with different energy and different people and be reminded of the importance of stepping outside your comfort and finding solace in ones own comapny. It’s so easy to get caught up in yourself and what’s “going on” and forget about the divinity of love and nature.

I truly hope that whatever it is that inspiring, what stirs your soul and brings you joy is something you actively embrace everyday. Life is too short not to love hard and do what makes you happy 🙂

My wish for you today and everyday this this… it’s a Sanskrit saying that resonated with my being the first time i heard it and rings more true every day
“lokaha samastaha suhkino bhavantu”

“May all beings everywhere be happy, free, and at peace”

I want nothing more than this.

Lots of love and light.
Your salty and sunkissed mermaid
-Katie 🙂

and some pics of the flawless nature here that fuels my happiness, makes me smile and fills me with joy