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How Travel to San Marcos La Laguna Taught Me the Practice of Gratitude

May 21, 20268 min read

How Travel to San Marcos La Laguna Taught Me the Practice of Gratitude

There’s a moment that happens at Lake Atitlán just before sunrise. The volcanoes emerge like sleeping giants from the mist, the water is perfectly still, and the world feels like it’s holding its breath. I experienced this moment during my first week in San Marcos La Laguna, and it fundamentally shifted how I approach gratitude in my daily life.

Gratitude is often discussed as a practice you “should” do—journaling three things you’re thankful for, expressing appreciation, counting your blessings. But like many travelers, I arrived at this lakeside village burned out, skeptical, and operating on autopilot. What I discovered is that gratitude isn’t something you practice; it’s something the landscape teaches you if you’re patient enough to listen.

Morning light breaking through mist over lake with volcanic peaks

The Gratitude We Bring vs. The Gratitude We Find

I arrived in San Marcos with the intention to “recharge.” I’d packed gratitude lists, downloaded meditation apps, and told myself this trip would fix my mindset. What I hadn’t understood is that gratitude isn’t a problem to solve—it’s a skill that atrophies when we live in abundance without awareness.

San Marcos reintroduced me to abundance with sharp focus. Walking through the village, I noticed things I’d stopped seeing in my American life: the incredible effort of a hand-woven textile, the multiple jobs people work, the way a 70-year-old woman climbs a steep street carrying market goods with grace I couldn’t muster empty-handed.

This wasn’t guilt or performative awareness. It was something more fundamental—the recognition that my basic comfort requires the labor and resourcefulness of others. The gratitude that emerged was honest and specific: for the hands that grew the coffee I drank, for the woman at the market who learned English to sell vegetables to tourists, for the water system that functions without complaint in a place where infrastructure is often unreliable.

Finding Gratitude in Discomfort

The internet connection in San Marcos cuts out regularly. The ATMs sometimes are empty. Hot water isn’t guaranteed. These inconveniences that might frustrate me for five minutes somewhere else became teachers here.

A failed WiFi connection meant I walked to the coffee shop and had a conversation with someone I’d walked past fifty times without seeing. An empty ATM meant I had to problem-solve, ask for local advice, and learn something about how the community manages finances and tourism together. Cold water on a hot day became such a delightful surprise that I actually felt joy—genuine, uncomplicated joy—at something I’d normally take for granted.

This is where San Marcos reveals one of gratitude’s deepest lessons: scarcity and limitation create space for appreciation that abundance obscures. When everything works perfectly, we become numb to the miracle of it working at all.

The Rhythm of the Lake Teaches You What Matters

Lake Atitlán operates on a rhythm older than the tourism industry. The indigenous communities here have lived by seasons, crops, and ceremonies for centuries. Even as a visitor, you can’t ignore this rhythm if you’re paying attention.

Mornings here actually mean something. The sunrise isn’t just a photo opportunity—it’s the clearest moment of the day, psychologically and physically. After three days of waking at 5:00 AM to see sunrise, I noticed my gratitude sharpened. I was grateful for my functioning body that could climb to a viewpoint. For my functioning eyes that could witness something genuinely beautiful. For being alive in this particular place at this particular moment.

This sounds obvious written down. But in daily life, I’d habituated to these things. The gratitude practice that San Marcos taught me wasn’t aspirational—it was grounded in actual presence with what was in front of me.

Community as a Mirror for Gratitude

San Marcos is small enough that you inevitably become part of the fabric. You see the same faces, you’re greeted by name, you become aware of the community’s joys and challenges. This familiarity shifts gratitude from abstract to concrete.

I became grateful for the family-run restaurant where the owner remembered how I liked my coffee. For the guide who took time to explain Mayan cosmology even though it had nothing to do with the hike he was paid to lead. For the other travelers I met—people from Germany, Israel, Canada, Japan—who each brought their own stories and perspectives.

There’s a particular gratitude that emerges from being received kindly by people who have every reason to be weary of tourists. The warmth I encountered wasn’t fake hospitality; it was genuine. And recognizing genuine kindness created a gratitude that actually shifted something in my chest.

Spiritual Practices Deepen What Nature Teaches

I participated in a cacao ceremony during my stay—something I’d been skeptical about, another “wellness tourism” thing to cross off. But sitting in a circle of strangers, holding a warm cup, listening to someone speak about honoring the plant and the farmers who grew it, something opened in me.

This wasn’t mystical or transcendent in the way I’d feared it would be. It was simply a structured moment to sit with gratitude intentionally. To acknowledge the effort behind something I was about to consume. To recognize the sacredness in ordinary acts like drinking and eating when done with awareness.

The ceremony didn’t create gratitude. The environment had already started teaching it. The ceremony just gave it a container and a name.

Hands holding cup of ceremonial cacao during dawn ritual

How to Actually Practice What San Marcos Teaches

The insights I gained at Lake Atitlán weren’t unique to that place. Rather, San Marcos stripped away enough distractions that I could finally pay attention to principles of gratitude that work anywhere:

Presence first, appreciation second: Gratitude doesn’t happen in your head while you’re thinking about something else. It happens in actual sensory contact with what you’re grateful for. Touch the stone wall. Notice the temperature of water. Listen to a bird call completely.

Specificity matters: Generic gratitude (“I’m grateful for my life”) doesn’t land the same as specific gratitude (“I’m grateful for the way my neighbor noticed I looked sad and brought me fresh bread”). San Marcos taught this by making me pay attention to actual people and their effort.

Discomfort has information: The things that frustrated me—limited options, slow internet, language barriers—were exactly where gratitude deepened. They forced me to slow down and notice. Ease can numb us to what we have.

Gratitude travels: I brought this practice back to my regular life. Three months after leaving San Marcos, I’m still waking early, still paying attention to specific kindnesses, still sitting with what I’m actually grateful for rather than what I think I should be grateful for.

Where to Deepen Your Own Practice

If you’re drawn to the idea of travel as a gratitude practice, Sarnai offers the kind of quiet, intentional space where this type of work can unfold. The suites are comfortable and beautiful, but the real offering is the space to slow down without guilt. The peaceful lakeside setting, the wellness programs, the staff’s genuine care—all of it supports the kind of presence that gratitude requires.

Consider planning a trip of at least seven to ten days. The first days are for decompressing. The real gifts emerge in the second week, when your nervous system finally settles and you can actually pay attention. Stay at Sarnai and build your days around presence rather than checking off experiences.

Bringing the Practice Home

The hardest part of travel is integrating what you learn. I used to return home and immediately fall back into pre-travel patterns. What I’ve learned is that gratitude practice doesn’t require San Marcos—it requires attention. The attention I developed at the lake can be applied to my kitchen, my work, my relationships, my morning coffee.

San Marcos didn’t teach me a new technique. It taught me that gratitude emerges naturally when we slow down enough to actually see what’s in front of us. When we recognize the effort behind things we’d taken for granted. When we participate in community instead of just consuming it.

This is the gift travel should offer: not Instagram photos or experiences to brag about, but the integration of wisdom that changes how you move through the world when you return.

Frequently Asked Questions

Q: Is a gratitude practice the same as positive thinking?
A: Not exactly. Positive thinking is often forced—deciding to see the bright side. Gratitude practice, as San Marcos taught me, is about noticing what’s actually good. It’s rooted in reality and specificity rather than willpower. Sometimes what’s in front of you is genuinely difficult, and authentic gratitude doesn’t deny that. It just adds awareness of what’s also present.

Q: How long do I need to stay in San Marcos to develop a real gratitude practice?
A: At least a week. The first few days your nervous system is still in travel mode. By day four or five, you can start to settle. A week to ten days is ideal for actual integration. Many people find that after ten days, the practice starts to deepen and become self-sustaining.

Q: Can I practice gratitude in my regular life without traveling?
A: Absolutely. But travel to places like San Marcos creates conditions that make gratitude easier—fewer distractions, different routines, natural beauty, cultural context that makes you appreciate things differently. You can develop these same conditions at home with intention: early mornings, time in nature, reducing digital distraction, meaningful conversation. San Marcos just makes it easier.


Travel isn’t about accumulating experiences. It’s about becoming more aware, more grateful, more present in your own life. Begin your gratitude journey at Sarnai, where the beauty of Lake Atitlán and the warmth of San Marcos La Laguna will teach you what you’ve been too busy to notice.

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