I live on a mountain in Costa Rica. It is bordered by a huge piece of rock known as “The Rock” and a ridge line know as ‘The Sleeping Indian’ – a well endowed pregnant Indian woman. I have lived here on the farm for 8 years. I have witnessed and experienced injuries that heal rapidly, I hear a subtle hum at night, and even the locals comment on the feeling of ‘pura vida’ when inside the farm. I’ve always been a fortunate person but here, it is like my good fortune is on steroids.