| February 3, 2019 |
Outside, snow is falling and covering the world in a subtle blanket of white. I type on the screen of a new laptop in a home of solitude. I am alone with my thoughts, present with myself. I am given the gift of time to process 2018, as a way to uncover the lessons I have learned in challenging and rewarding times.
Looking back on 2018 boils a mix of emotions, as it was undoubtedly one of the most challenging years in my personal life. Yet, these challenges have ignited personal growth, courage, and clarity. Many of my personal relationships changed in 2018: I lost some toxic connections, and thus have gained more fruitful & loving relationships. I have also strengthened connections with those who share similar values and represent who I want to be as a person. It’s been hard to act the need for this shift (as I don’t easily let go of people), but in the long run it has benefitted my heart and soul, and shifted my life for the positive.
From a professional standpoint, 2018 was a year of opportunity. Since I stopped working as a travel Physical Therapist, I have been on a beautiful journey in Washington State. My path has landed me at Seattle Children’s Hospital’s North Clinic, working full-time with children from birth to 21 years old. I have taken more continuing education courses 2018 than I have in the last four years working as a Doctor of Physical Therapy! I continue broadening my scope of impact to Tanzania, Africa, and have increased my involvement with Outdoors for All as an adaptive rock climbing & skiing volunteer. My career is fulfilling, challenging, and rewarding. I am forever grateful for my work family, and having a job that I feel passionate & enthusiastic about.
The outlook for 2019 is bright, and full of courage & growth. But before I can even wrap my head around what’s in store for 2019, I’d like to take time to look back on 2018’s memories and lessons.More
| December 25, 2018 |
‘Tis the season for holding loved ones closer and reflecting on the year past. I can’t believe, once again, how much has changed in a year. With the nearing end of 2018, I am experiencing a rush of emotions. I am feeling ready for a fresh slate–a new year–to fill with meaningful people and experiences.
The last year hasn’t been the easiest for me, but it has certainly encouraged the most growth. As a chronically optimistic individual, I can find the light in darkness, the good in people, and can turn life’s challenges into my grandest lessons.
Self-growth is important to me, and a lot of my self-discovery comes through by writing, sharing, connecting, and expressing myself vulnerably. It’s cathartic to find a place for the thoughts whirling in my head on a piece of paper (or, on a pixelated screen with an relentlessly blinking cursor).
This holiday season, I have so much to be grateful for, and I’m sure you do, too! Sometimes we have to dig deep to find the magic of the season, and I urge you to do this today.More
| December 7, 2018 |
I changed the word on my Instagram bio today from “manifesting” to “building.” Words are important to me, not because of the message they send, but because of the meaning they portray and how they make me feel. So, why the change?
I would say I’m a spiritual person. I believe in the power of the Universe and I set intentions so that the divine powers can support me in achieving them. Yet, sometimes “manifesting” is not enough. I feel a lot of New Age self-help books, lectures, and thoughts can be misinterpreted. I think we can all too easily become passive about our dreams and desires. When get a little lazy with making things happen.
I believe not ONLY in manifesting and visualizing, but also putting in the work and actions to make dreams become a reality. When I think about living a creative and adventurous life, I realize that it takes a lot of decisions and intention to BUILD this life. Sometimes, I slip. I become tired and lazy, or come up with hundreds of other excuses. I have seen my creativity slip away in the midst of emotional turmoil. I saw my self-esteem take a nose-dive, and with that, my ability to express myself was at an all-time low. I could never blame others, because in the end, it’s MY responsibility to take a hold of the challenges in my life and decide what direction I will go as a response. I can see how life makes us question who we truly are. I can see how easy it is to slip up, not only as transitions come and go, but DAILY.
I am CHOOSING to be more expressive (personally and, as a result, on media platforms) as a way to re-build my creative life. I have to make this choice as frequently as I can, even when I don’t feel drawn to expression. I am ACTIVELY seeking creative inspiration from within & without. I am dedicating the TIME to opening my journal at night, dropping a line in my phone when I feel a poem or feeling cascade over me, putting water on paint brushes, playing with fonts, and simply meeting a pen to paper as frequently as I can. I am devoting my heart to authentic expression.
Sometimes, I really feel drawn to sharing my feelings, thoughts, or creations because maybe there are other people out there who feel similarly, are questioning similar complexities, and need to be reminded that we are NEVER alone. Rather than seek validation, I seek inspiration. I seek connection within myself, to feel creative and adventurous by my own authority. I am pulling my heart out, looking at it, studying it, and then putting it into words, colors, and visuals. I am returning to my confident, creative endeavors as a way to be truly ME. I love sharing my creative processes and thoughts because vulnerability requires courage, and practicing courage builds strength.
And so, I will do this. I will not just imagine it, manifest it, or dream it. But I will DO it.
So, am I really manifesting creativity? Or, am I building it?
Build, I must.
Build, I will.
| August 3, 2018 |
This was, by far, my favorite climb I’ve ever done. Not only that, but it was the most challenging and I feel like I learned SO MUCH. On July 7-8, I was lucky to join our team at Peaks of Life on an epic climb of Fisher Chimneys on Mount Shuksan. After our Peaks of Life team’s photographer/videographer backed out, I subbed in to take some video and experience my very first alpine climb (sorry, Mom, I know it wasn’t a “hike”).
As you may or may not know, I am the blog author for Peaks of Life and just released our trip report on our website! Believe it or not, it’s super confusing to write to versions of one trip. The public version that people will appreciate for the beta, and my personal account where my brain makes silly little jokes and sarcastic comments and overenthusiastic thoughts about glaciers and ropes and swirly rocks and trees and rappelling and gear and OH MY GOSH THIS WAS SO FUN AND ALSO TIRING AND JUST PLAIN AWESOME.
Please read the trip report on More Than A Summit Blog here, while I continue writing my personal account, which will include: limericks, incredibly random songs, bruises, cussing at crampons, bruises, magical QFC sandwiches, and a lot of learning to trust my feet (always a process).
Also I’m pretty sure I looked like a total dork (feature image for proof) with my skiing bibs and bright green Patagonia jacket. Anyone know where I can get better-fitting pants? Just kidding, I love my annoyingly colorful array of outdoor clothing. Functionality + Fun, that’s what I say.
| May 30, 2018 |
Sometimes, it’s really challenging to recognize what we need, ask the Universe for it, then ACT on our needs. A lot of us can feel the shift in our needs, but not many people actively seek resolutions.
This climb (and trip overall) was a feast for the soul. ‘Twas the day of Haley’s birth, and she arranged a trio of soulful girls to celebrate her entrance into the world! The weather was pristine: not too hot to induce uncontrollable sweating, a warm & refreshing breeze, and consistent clear skies. Minimal wardrobe changes were required and the vibes were high. Plus, we saw minimal people on the trial and the views of the southern Pickets and Mt. Triumph were gosh darn inspiring. Not too shabby for 2018’s first North Cascades summit, eh?
Here’s our journey to the summit of Trapper’s Trappers Peak!
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