Future Self Journaling: a 90 day recap on the best tool for self development you’re NOT using.

I have never journaled regularly, at least not in the sense that many people do. When I competed professionally I kept a training journal, and I religiously tracked my sets, reps, intensities, and any important cues that I needed to remember, or that were particularly helpful. But I have never been one to reflect onContinue reading “Future Self Journaling: a 90 day recap on the best tool for self development you’re NOT using.”

Spark Joy

Life is a but a spark. A spark is defined as a small fiery particle thrown off from a fire, alight in ashes, or produced by striking together two hard surfaces such as stone or metal. A tiny fiery particle that under the right circumstances can light an entire forest afire. Creating massive destruction and change.AnContinue reading “Spark Joy”

I went to a cuddle puddle.

Yep, that’s right, a cuddle puddle! (Insert hearty eyes emoji here). For those of you who are wondering, a cuddle puddle is a big old pile of pillows, and comfy blankets, with a bunch of strangers piled in the middle, spooning, caressing, holding hands, touching each other with consensual, non-sexual touch. What thoughts does thisContinue reading “I went to a cuddle puddle.”

What do you want to be when you grow up?

They asked, what do you want to be when you grow up?A doctor, a lawyer? I remember the question.My Dad asked me regularly.What do you want to be when you grow up?I didn’t know then, and I have an idea now. I think a better question would be, WHO do you want to be when youContinue reading “What do you want to be when you grow up?”

He is free. He is free. He is free…

And so begins the long journey home… I wasn’t due to make a trip north this Christmas. I wasn’t due to see the snow. I wasn’t due to travel. And I knew the next time I did venture home, would likely be to say a final goodbye. So here I am, on my way toContinue reading “He is free. He is free. He is free…”

Slay bitch, slay…

I’m a mess. I make mistakes all the time.I judge myself.I feel guilty.I feel like I’m not enough.I feel undeserving. I’m a fucking mess. And…. I’m also a goddess.I’m also a warrior.I’m also a resilient woman that will show up in the worst of times.I’m the one you can count on to show up on theContinue reading “Slay bitch, slay…”

The Impermanence of Life: The Inevitability of Death

This post is brought to you by nostalgia, family, and Creston, BC. This video was shared with my by a dear friend, and brought tears to my eyes. It’s the home I grew up in. You may not know this about me, but I grew up in the mountains. I grew up in a tinyContinue reading “The Impermanence of Life: The Inevitability of Death”