I walked out of the bathroom stall, my eyes red from a much needed, whole body and soul cry. It wasn’t a cry from pain, or loss, it was a cry of awe and wonder mixed in with fear, my body feeling shaken yet alive. Over the last year I had begun to have these

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I’ve been camping with my mom since I was in the womb. It was her first camping experience EVER – pregnant with me sleeping on a hard foam mattress in the desert of Southern California (you can tell where I get my hardiness from). We’ve been nature lovers since and jump at the chance of

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I laid in my sleeping bag reading next to the river. 9pm, the mosquitoes were out doing there mosquito thing, when I look up to see this sunset. Grace was present in me and in what I was seeing. It wasn’t just any sunset, but one that became more intense, more colorful, more bright as

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My first nature experience was when my mom was pregnant with me – her first experience camping too. Maybe I heard the birds chirping then too. After I was born, and we graduated from a large canvas tent to a van, to this 1969 Shasta beauty (7 miles to the gallon) RV, pictured above, when I

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I finished some gentle yoga on the floor of the cabin, being careful to not irritate my already painful hips. When I sat up, the words came through loud and clear, like a church bell on Sunday morning, “You need to leave the retreat.” I began to sob. “NO, NO, NO!” I yelled back at

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As I was being driven down the single-lane dirt road, 200 meters from the cabana where I’d be staying for 3 weeks in Todos Santos, Mexico, we were stopped by a palm tree. The palm tree had fallen across a set of lines adjoining the homes in the area. We waited until it was cleared

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Holidays can often be a time of incredible stress (not always) – getting things wrapped up at work to leave for 4 days, packing, travel, or cleaning the house and shopping for numerous guests, or if your single and far from family, the impending feeling of loneliness that can come around the holidays. In personally

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It’s a national way of thinking in our country – to complain. Complain about the weather, complain about the price of things, complain about the food. I’ve done my fair share of complaining. The thing with complaining though – it takes us further away from happiness…the one thing we want most in life. As Jack

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