Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?

In hindsight, maybe yesterday’s post was kinda lame. “More with the coconuts and the damn free mangos. Pino? And, who cares about lizards and bird poop. Get to the good stuff, and tell us what is going on at that place.”

Alright, I’ll share some more about my experiences, emotions, and the like.

Depending on your point of view, this could be considered a crazy place in paradise, or a pretty well-organized, laid back school of health. I’m gonna share some of the story, in both ways.

I arrived here under the cover of darkness. My flight got in at 3:40am, where I was picked up by a driver holding a placard with the name and logo of the school. After a 30-minute ride, he handed me a mysterious envelope with my name on it, and showed me the entrance to my dorm. I had to bring in my stuff and find my bed, in the pitch dark, with others sleeping in the large room.

Every morning, I am awakened by the clanging of a bell. We are being called, at 6:15am to move, like zombies, to the beach house area, where we stretch and breath for an hour.

We then progress, en mass, to juice a mysterious elixir. Wheatgrass juicing is a large part of the health protocol, here. Every morning, we get our bag of grass, man. People drink it, put in on their skin, wash their eyes with it, and snort it. Later in the day, they may even put some of in their ass.

Did you come here for forgiveness?

Clang-clang-clang. Shhhhh; be very, very quiet. it is nourishment time. Green soup, to clear your body, mind, and spirit. It must be consumed, in silence.

Instruction comes from our Jedi Master. She is an 83-year young lady, who sings and dances, on a whim. She teaches us that you are not, simply, what you eat, you are, rather. what you digest.

We are told to chew each bite of food 40 or more times. Actually, this point is the most important of this post. So many of us don’t chew our food, and this little bad habit is seriously screwing up our health. Next time you eat. count how many times you chew each bite, before you swallow. If it is less than 20, you are messing with your health, big time. Try to work up to 20. If you can, increase that number even higher. Saliva is an underrated enzyme, and it can help relieve the stress on your gut. Read more from a guy named Lino Stanich.

Small trampolines dot the campus, and your are encouraged to bounce on them, whenever you pass one.

Two dogs stand guard, as the students move about.

A confused rooster begins crowing at 4:15am or so. He crows, randomly, throughout the day.

Strangely, the coconut truck, pictured in my previous post, crashed into a stone wall just moments after those photos were taken.

Randomly, a group of us were swimming in the ocean, and, suddenly, a young boy, on a young horse, came galloping down the boat ramp and onto the beach.

People are bursting into tears for no apparent reason. Other people, besides me. And, I’m still crying, often.

My emotions are everywhere. I am yawning, constantly. Sometimes. my legs feel like lead weights. I’m working on a killer tan.

The most-foreign and squishy part is that you are so present with your emotions. It reminds me of being away at summer camp. There are all of these people here because they need to be, because they are unplugging, because they are cleansing. We wear bathing suits and sweats and shorts. It is an instant community, and yet, you have plenty of time to reflect. I am level and focused for a while, then I feel homesick, then I can’t imagine having to return home, then someone says something that triggers a past memory. Through the peacefulness and supportive nature of this place, I think I’m creating my own emotional green soup.

You got to do what you should.

Tags: Ann Wigmore Natural Health Institute, change, coconuts, emotions, mango, One, patty pino, Puerto Rico, reconstructing pino, U2, wheatgrass

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