Monday Notes: Living in Costa Rica Taught Me About Non-Attachment

One Sunday, I slid the six-foot-glass door of my casita to the right, and instead of closing, all 100+ pounds of glass fell toward me off the tracker, into my hands and almost on to my five-foot body. Luckily, I used to do CrossFit, so I immediately knew how to bend my knees and bear Continue reading Monday Notes: Living in Costa Rica Taught Me About Non-Attachment