Finding Lost Dreams in the Jungles
2024 | Colombia + Brazil
How the Jungle Found Me
About half a year ago, I stumbled upon an Instagram post shared by Johnathon, one of the co-founders of Fight Move Flow. I thought back to the time I watched the Ido Portal documentary multiple times 6+ years ago and being inspired by the practice; around that time I also admired the MovNat teachings that Johnathon shared on social media. I had told myself that one day I’d like to do something similar.
That post appearing in my path felt like a blessing from the universe. At the time, I was working a remote full-time job, fell behind on my health routine, and had a recent surgery that impacted my habits negatively. Although the surgeons said that I was OK to return to physical activity within 4 weeks after surgery, I was only feeling better after 6+ months of recovery. Because of not moving my body for so long, it took a lot of mental AND physical effort to start again. I started to follow the activities and content of Fight Move Flow and it inspired me to gradually start moving and playing again before the retreat, which I had signed up for impulsively (in a good way!).
As time got closer to the retreat, I was starting to feel a bit anxious because I started to doubt my physical (and likely mental) abilities in doing the scary things. Majority of the retreat group was already part of MovNat or in the fitness/movement industry in general. At the same time… I was also proud of myself for taking the first step in getting outside of the comfort zone alone. There was something so exhilarating about those mixed feelings.
Exploring Medellín
My first stop in Colombia was Medellin, where I hung out with a fellow FMFer. James and I had a lot of long conversations about the methodology of Sherlock Holmes in the workplace and in life, physical therapy and movement, and his experience with the FMF retreat. We spent a day out in the city, where we hiked up to the city viewpoint and they had a beautiful butterfly sanctuary up top. Navigating through these city streets down the alleys of vehicle repair factories was no joke and I was just glad that I didn’t have to do it alone. We then visited the Museum of Water Science and learned more about the efforts of EPM (Empresas Públicas de Medellín). On the last night here, we met up with Nate (co-founder of Fight Move Flow) to go out social dancing–what an awesome night of taking Aguardiente shots the Colombian way and dancing to the beats of Bachata.
The FMF Retreat: Flowing into Nature’s Gym and Running Through the Magical River
After a three-hour drive with the retreat group, we arrived to Zafra in San Rafael, our warm jungle home. It truly felt like a loving community here in Zafra—the owners and staff were all like family to us, always here to support, laugh, and move with us on our river outings.
This place was where we would bond as a community, where I would shower outdoors in nature while this gnarly spider watched me each and every time, and where I would set up my clothesline to air dry my hand-washed clothing.
The most challenging part of this was trusting myself and my feet, to jump from one rock and land on another rock with precision. I was glad that I eventually did some of those river rock precision jumps, even though it took me some time anticipating. I was practicing being patient and kind to myself. My favorite part though was the community aspect of the retreat, where everyone celebrated each other and helped each other without judgement. In this I learned to trust in myself as well as community.
Fight: Gracie Jiu Jitsu
Out of the 3 elements (Fight, Move, and Flow), Fight was definitely my weakness, but it was also what appealed to me the most about this retreat. I’ve always wanted to master a martial arts, but I was unsure which style to choose and fighting seemed like an intimidating activity. I’ve tried a bit of capoeira, taiji, krav maga, and just got introduced to BJJ. BJJ felt like my style the most and its teachings/philosophy also applied to my way of life. Nate was absolutely amazing at teaching BJJ and made me realize that it wasn’t all that scary after all. It’s actually a great way to build self confidence—something that I’ve been focused on this year. These are three things that he shared, which I took notes of:
Soft. Silent. Safe.
Slow is smooth, smooth is fast.
The right move at the wrong time is the wrong move.
Move: Trust in Yourself and Community
For the Move portion of the retreat, we warmed up with natural/animal movements and Chi’s taichi workshops in the mornings. This reminded me of the 4:00AM mornings that I’ve spent on the mountain monastery practicing taichi in the clouds (literally). Just flowing like water…
Before we moved into the river, we practiced some precision jumps and assistance/rescue techniques in a dry, safe environment. I appreciated that we did the prep work to get to know our own abilities and confidence in these areas because this can look vastly different for each individual (there’s no competition).
We hiked through the jungle and crossed the river barefoot. I felt free and fully grounded to Mother Earth. Suddenly, I forgot about the insecurities with my body that I’ve held onto for many years. I was always insecure about my tummy fat, feet shape, and “disproportional body” (as some guys have expressed to me before). All I felt was the present. I was breathing and watching my every step consciously, my limbs on three to four points of contacts at all times. Not being afraid of nature, just me being.. In it. Part of it. With it. I did have one bad slip and numerous mosquito/chigger bites, but it was all worthwhile.
Flow: Permission to Play
Allison led a handful of fun games for us to play, and I loved that she said “I’m here to give you permission to play [as adults]”. The most memorable game was the blindfolded bat and moth chasing game in a circle. When you close your eyes off and lose sight, suddenly all other senses come to surface with more focus.
I thought it was perfect that when I was the blindfolded bat that James was the chosen moth because he enjoyed added an extra layer of challenge to this. Instead of using a calling sound, he decided with a finger snapping sound. I stayed in stillness for a little bit to track the snapping patterns along with his feet movement. I know exactly what he’s trying to do because we spoke about the art of Holmes earlier.
Outside of this retreat and these games, I’d often close my eyes whenever I wanted to listen to something or someone deeper. So this was something that felt “at home” to me. Feeling the vibrations, feeling the energy, and hearing every detail in isolation.
The 5 Senses – Memories, Sensuality, and Awareness
I spent my mornings with my soul lost in love poems at the communal dining table alongside cafecitos y aguas de chocolates. My mind sank deeply into the environment around me everytime—the sight of monkeys and dogs roaming freely, the loud noises from birds and bugs surrounding us, and the smells of the jungle’s greatness. I spoke a lot of Spanish during my time here, which oddly made me feel more ‘at home’ and not to mention that it helped me improve my listening/speaking skills.
The nights at Zafra were just as memorable as the daytime adventures. When I close my eyes right now, I can envision dim red lights and running naked through jungle under the rain storms—the sounds of thunder and the sights of the flashing lights of the angry night sky. My feet were sinking into the muddy grounds with every step forward. Squish, squish. :)
We had a special night of live music with the Zafra community and “secret micheladas.” I remember a girl singing the lyrics “buscando sueños perdidos” which translates to “searching for lost dreams”. It was so cozy and dreamy… just my favorite place to be. I felt safe, I felt seen, and I felt comfortable. I think I’ve found love and belonging, the two things that I believe we as human beings long for. In that, I have found my lost dreams.
On our final night, Mono built a fire and some of FMFers just flowed and played freely–whether it was hula hooping or dancing in the darkness by the fire.
“Buscando Sueños Perdidos” by Mandy Mei
¿Dondé está mi sueño perdido?
Pregunto al universo, a las estrellitas
En el bosque, en el río, en las rocas,
Y abajo del cielo de la nocheLlorando el cielo, con energía del trueno alto,
La formación de su cara roja
Dice, “Lentamente, suavecito, y con silencio”,
Sus parabras como dulcesInclinado sobre la mesa de comedor,
Donde no vemos a todos alrededo de nosostros
De poemas de amor a chocolates, a cafesitos,
Este sentimiento es como comidaEstá sabrosita cuando lo existe en el momento,
Aceces agridulce en la despedida
Manaus: Gateway to the Amazon
The only flight to Manaus from Colombia was a 2:00 AM arrival so here I was in the MAO airport in the middle of the night. I then decided to go to a 24/7 laundromat and wash all my clothes—it was the best idea!
Here in Manaus, I met Athena who was in Brazil for a business trip. She was so excited to see me because we were the only Asians around town. She was on a mission to buy a selfie stick and cosmetics, so I accompanied her on the adventure and translated for her while bargaining prices. To my surprise, my Spanish worked great with the Manauaras speaking Brazilian Portuguese—what an experience, haha! We had an early dinner together before her flight and said our goodbyes, which was when she said that she liked my smile because it looks like a cat, LOL! I guess I can call myself a Jungle Kitty after this experience in the jungles of Colombia and Brazil.
The Amazon Jungle
Four hours of driving and boat rides later, I finally arrived at the Amazon rainforest. Mo and Liz from Nepal invited me to sit with them during mealtime and I was happy to share the electrolytes that I got from the FMF retreat. Our jungle outings and time on the river were intimate and spontaneous with our guide Francisco. I enjoyed our conversations about life, dreams, Mo’s passion for food and agriculture, hackathons, my renewable energy ideas for the Amazon, and the ongoing joke that everything here in the jungle is staged, lol! (Especially that one time a big iguana jumped off the tree into the river, making a huge splash that startled us.)
The Jungle: Medicinal Plants, Wildlife, and Creepy Crawlies
Our adventures were mainly spent traveling by boat on the river and hikes in the jungle. One time, Francisco said he had to go back for his glasses and he handed me his big utility knife as if I was expected to be the protector of the group while he’s gone. We were wondering if that was all a test or something, haha.
Francisco showed us the way of the jungle in the Amazon: the effects of various medicinal plants, eating jungle bugs for lunch, how to climb an acai tree to gather the berries, and how to extract latex from rubber trees. We also visited the infamous giant of the Amazon: the kapok tree which had a high water line, showing how drastic the water level changes in the two seasons here.
Throughout the rainforest, we heard howling monkeys above us and saw freaky-looking bugs like a pokemon-like catepillar and an XXL size beetle. On our river rides, we were able to see various bird species, monkeys, sloths, iguanas, and frogs. We went on a night outing one evening in search of caimans. Francisco caught a ~4-month old caiman and let us hold her gently. I named her Luna under the full moon that night.
Some things I also won’t forget:
The huge rat that ate all the homemade blueberry and coconut chocolates I bought from Zafra, just on the first night here!
Derek, “the bathroom frog” that jumps on my legs while I use the toilet at night. Hahaha!
Humans of the Amazon: Legacies, Hopes, and Dreams..
Liz mentioned that she has a co-worker who visited this area of the Amazon 10 years ago, and he shared a picture of a young boy to see if she can find him as a teenager here now. Little did we know, Francisco later took us to visit a local family home, where that little boy (now a teenager) lives! The boy smiled shyly when Liz showed him that old picture.
Francisco took us to the family’s farmland and showed us around, teaching us about the lifecycle of the tapioca plant and the farming methods here. At the house, we were playing hide and seek with the timid, younger son Calebe and had some homemade desserts. I also took interest in practicing the blowgun for poison darts; this was how some natives in the Amazon basin would hunt. We said our farewells before it got dark, and started to head back onto the river.
It was during one of our hikes in the jungle that Francisco shared a very personal story with us and to our surprise, he was so open about his emotions. He later also showed me that he was learning English on Youtube and had a business idea. I was so proud of him! It’s crazy to think that back at home (the US), I know way too many people who make excuses every single day to not chase their dreams.
Survival and Camping in the jungle
Prior to camping in the jungle, I wanted to make a weapon with natural materials; I decided for a wooden spear. I asked Francisco if I could borrow his knife to do a wood project and he gave me the utility knife along with a multi-tool that contained a mini saw blade. While I was working on the spear on my own, Francisco came by later to check on what I was doing. He asked if he could show me some tips and tricks, and I said yes of course. He puts on his glasses and starts showing me how to better remove the wood pieces and finalize the shape. After a little more work on it, my wooden spear was jaguar ready, lol!
So far, Francisco had the vibe of “that caring uncle who looks after you to make sure nothing bad happens, and openly shares his stories, humor, and hopes and dreams.”
I was surprised that I was the only person that signed up to go camping in the jungle, so it was just going to be me and Francisco in the wilderness. I trusted that everything will be OK under his guidance.
We went piranha fishing earlier in the day and then set up the campsite before dark. Francisco was impressed by my rope coiling skills, haha! While he prepared the fish that we caught earlier, I started to collect twigs and branches for our fire. We cooked fish, potatos, and bananas for dinner, and had Brazilian beers with it. I was also able to use the wooden chopsticks I made earlier.
I really enjoyed listening to the sounds of the wilderness at night. There were some creepy animal noises, but that was part of the experience. Around 4AM, I had to pee but it took me like 10 minutes of debating if I should go or not. Then I finally got out of the hammock to do the deed. Haha.
The next morning, Francisco reviewed some of the English I taught him during the trip and he also taught me some Portugese as well. As we slowly pulled out of the campsite and onto the river opening, I jokingly asked: “você me ama, selva?” Francisco said that the jungle replied, ” claro que sim, eu te amo”.
Conclusion
I remember feeling all the bitter sweet emotions of leaving each place I made memories with and the people I connected with. Since I was little, I was used to constantly coming and going, and it came with a lot of goodbyes and tears. Long distance relationships with family, friends, and romantic partners. As I got older, I came to appreciate goodbyes in a way to celebrate impermanence and non-attachment (from the teachings of the Buddha).
I returned home refreshed, as if I had a sea salt scrubbing massage for my mind, body, and soul. My top takeaways, new habits, and important reminders:
I will give myself permission to freely play, flow, and move as my body desires… continue to do the scary things! I do not have to fit into the “mold” of society. I just have to continue showing up as myself.
I allow those who do not want to stay in my life to freely go. There’s no point of holding on to any of what’s not meant for me.
It’s OK to say “No” - I started a list of all the instances that I successfully I said “No” to people/things. Practicing this new habit so that it can come naturally to me in time, guilt-free.
I’ve always wanted to create something bigger than myself. I haven’t found what exactly it is yet, but the direction is becoming clearer in time with these beautiful experiences in life like that of the ones I just had in the jungle.