Gallow the Greyt is a retired racing greyhound from Abernathy Kennels at Derby Lane, but first and foremost, he's my boy. We've been together for five years, and in this post, I share his adoption story and a few important details about greyhound adoption.
Lately, I've struggled to find reason to post on Instagram, on Facebook, or even on my blog. The last thing I want to do is create for superficial reasons. To have something to post, something to promote. Something to prove I'm still here.
In the past, I've celebrated International Women's Day with big fundraisers for the women and girls of Nepal and awareness campaigns for women's health and hygiene challenges across the globe. My career path has led me into nonprofits, businesses, and professional environments whose sole existence was to serve women. Every day. This year, I chose to do something personal.
In this podcast recording of our live Instagram interview, Meg and I dig into the process that led her from what she calls "a very dark place" of disordered eating and exercise to present day, where she lives & breaths intuitive eating and consults clients in her health practice Nourishing Minds Nutrition.
In this podcast recording from our live Instagram interview, Morgan Hamel of The Garment and I discuss the leap she's taken in creating her ethical fashion-focused business. We touch on her life before The Garment, working as an ethicist for an oil & gas firm for over a decade. We dive into what inspired her to create The Garment and how the model has evolved over time.
As a part of my 100 Days of Grace project, I am researching the qualities that tend to accompany true grace. Generosity. Lightness. Ease. Kindness.
To let an off-hand comment roll off your back. To let someone in as a lane is ending on the highway, when you know they may have rushed up just to cut the line. To not take it personally if someone doesn’t hold the door or greet you when you walk into a business.
Read on for inspiration, circumstances, and optional responses for imparting small kindnesses in your everyday life.
In the clarity of the present, I’ve created a 2018 Holiday Bucket List so when September and October of the upcoming year start sliding rapidly by, I have a bold reminder of my commitment to making the most of the holiday season.
Read on for my list of 12 Holiday Bucket List traditions I'd like to bring with me into the new year.
Life tends to pass by in a blur, dotted with formative moments, the occasional surprise that moves you, and can only be remembered with the fleeting space we have in our minds. This year I made a point to document as much as I could - to take photos, write in journals, create plans and lists and save them for later. Packing everything I owned into a bus mid-year had me regretting my memory hoarding, but looking back this week, it was entirely worth it.
"Doing nothing out here is better than doing anything in the city."
I can't believe I was the person to say that. While the city has always pulled me, with its seemingly endless opportunities, a constant exposure to newness, and the buzz of fellow humans living their lives, the quietness of the woods has stolen my heart. Even up to the day we left for a weekend in the Obed with friends visiting from St Pete, I was reluctant to enjoy myself out in nature, climbing and hiking. Danger, uncertainty, weather, gear, accessibility, so many thoughts were trying to keep me from enjoying the pure beauty of this planet. I am not nearly as strong as nature; she knocked me down and set me straight.
I've been hiding behind "busy", "not feeling well", and "wanting some time alone."
Since June, I've resigned from the professional position I worked up to for three years, became a full-time photographer, sold my house, bought a school bus, packed everything Alhen and I owned into that bus, and moved to Tennessee. I'm writing from my temporary room in Alhen's mother's log cabin in the woods, staring out at the trees, surrounded by beauty and peace.
I have been content to simply hide away here, quiet as a mouse, while we built our school bus and started new lives.
The first 100 days of 2017 proved to be a beautiful example of a life-in-progress. I pursued many things that weren't in my plans, looked at the world through new eyes, and found comfort in a new relationship with the word peace. This project, inspired by fellow blogger Mari Partyka, is a departure from New Year Resolutions and goal setting; instead, it's a clearing for a list of activities (big or small) that will breed joy in your heart.
Whistling the same tune of my recent embracing of done in my life, in response to the Done Manifesto, I’m happy (and relieved) to share not one but TWO playlists. A Wildflowers100 items and secret passion of mind, making playlists, has finally become a true source of enjoyment with the introduction of done.
With the introduction of done into my life; the embracing of minimal living, conscious consumption, and a more present means of transportation; I find myself with a more accurate sense of meaning in line with my values. I am regarding resources, time, people, and myself with a sense of grace and gratitude for their finite nature.
Yesterday, I caught up with Meg of Root for Food, an Insta-famous food blogger I had no idea lived right down the street from me until we got connected. We met at Love Food Central with her pup Iroh and though we hadn’t hung out but once in a group before, we clicked immediately like old friends.
We touched on a lot of topics - some health and nutrition, the book Better Than Before which we’re both reading, and largely: running online businesses.
I thought for sure that as soon as the yard sale was finished and I washed the dirt from my hands that I'd be a minimalist. I even created a placeholder draft blog in my queue titled: The Answer to the Consumption Trap. Spoiler alert, I don't have the answer.
The farther away from it I get the less it seems real.
What I felt in that room, when we were all coming to terms with the fact that all the drama, all the stories, all the negative emotions and preconceived notions - we made it all up. It wasn’t actually there. We certainly CAN feel and others CAN feel in reaction to our behavior - but we can’t know it for certain, ever. Even if they say “what you did made me sad”, it isn’t true. It’s their own story.
When I was younger, I was a competitive baton twirler (AKA pageant girl). It's a hostile environment for young women who are just learning to determine their worth. In this world, worth is determined by strangers based your talent and your appearance, compared to the other women in your division. You are watched, criticized, sized-up, scored, and placed in order of value with your peers, often girls you know and like, who you may (often) end up being "less than".