People ask me why I love Costa Rica so much, and for the first time, the answer is clear: my nervous system settles here. Life moves slower, people care for one another, and what actually matters rises to the surface. Costa Rica doesn’t ask you to rush — it invites you to breathe.

I’ve lived out a pretty wild few years — Costa Rica, Alaska, Thailand, yoga retreats, you name it. I told myself I was chasing freedom…

Costa Rica is one of the most biodiverse and spiritually rich places I’ve visited. I hold deep respect for its people and land, which is why I travel — and write — about it with care. Tourism can help, but it can also harm. If you're called to visit and want a more intentional, wellness-rooted experience without overspending, this post is for you.

I had every intention of returning back to Costa Rica after hiking The Camino with my mom this past fall. So how did I end up in Peru?

They say, “once you’re on The Camino, you’re on The Camino.” The Camino de Santiago is a 490 miles trek through Spain, and I completed it!

When we landed in Costa Rica, we went through immigration, and then customs. Upon going through customs, an official saw Irie in her crate.

“And remember - the universe will never give you more than you can handle.”