Jungle Frost

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep." - Robert Frost

A long journey, indeed. As I sat in the dark the other night, wrapped in the isolation of the crowded jungle, I realized being here in Costa Rica is non other than a higher calling.  Dreaming the Dream and Living the Dream are surely worlds apart, and maybe this is what they mean when they say taking the long road. Who would have guessed my 53 year old, menopausal self would be embarking on a such a foreign adventure, leaping into the vast unknown without a safety net? But then again, I ask myself, what exactly IS a safety net? What is YOUR safety net? And, is it truth or concept? Consider for a moment the very thing you think is keeping you safe (from ill health, financial ruin, failed relationship, abandonment, loss of power, status, etc.) could actually be the very thing that keeps you from living your truth - what your heart and soul truly wants for you. I don't know...What do I know? The farther I travel through these woods so "lovely, dark and deep", the more I realize how much I DON'T know. That is where I am looking to find MY security, the ability to feel comfortable with the unknown, the unknowable and trust that no matter what, I, we, are ok.

We left our home, our friends, our family behind to come to a strange land that speaks a different language - not only in words, but culturally - to build a new life and to create a sanctuary, a sacred space for people to come, find respite during these tumultuous times and to perhaps explore their OWN truth. And, even with all it's challenges, never once have I had a regret. Never once have I thought this was NOT my path. As a matter of fact, I DO know in my heart of hearts this experience is carrying ME. I know this by recognizing all the people and circumstances that have arose along the way to support this endeavor. Consider this; we are instruments - tools for the manifestation of something we can only loosely hold on to - and in the end, can only surmise what that will look like. Is this TRUE? Who knows, but for me, that's how it FEELS.

And even though there are still "miles to go before we sleep", my promises repeat: ... I don't know... but I trust, I don't know ... but I trust...

If you are interested in learning more about our journey, please, visit our blog: BirthingOurDream

—Karen Heil