Wow what an amazing day! Yesterday I went snowboarding with a great group of friends at Tremblant, and had the most wonderful spring skiing day! There's nothing quite like spending the day outside in warm temps, working on the goggle tan and snowboarding on buttery soft snow. Spring snowboarding is my favorite kind (aside from powder days). Who else is excited for spring?! 🌱🌸
🏜It’s not very natural for Huskies to like water because they were bred to withstand harsh and freezing temps and staying out of water meant not freezing to death and surviving. But, Huskies are also very adaptable and by instinct will go into the water if it is hot enough to cool off. Robin sure does love it as much as she loves snow. As we hiked down to the Colorado River, this was probably the first time I also saw her go further into the deep end and realized she could actually swim. 🏊🏼♀️
Half of the fun, wonder, and excitement of travel has nothing to do with beaches and sunsets and has everything to do with PEOPLE.
At almost every hostel, coffee shop, dance floor, and yoga class I meet amazing PEOPLE. .
People that even if just for a moment make this world seem smaller. .
People that harbor infinite at amounts of wisdom from their unique life experiences. .
People that want to feel loved and love you back.
This is why I am starting the 👉🏼👉🏼#fortheloveoftravelproject .
I want to share my interactions with the world. .
I want people to know that travel is accessible to people that make $15,000 a year. .
I want to share these brief but important moments of connection. .
On my last trip to Thailand I photographed and interviewed a handful of people along the way. .
I will start with a quote of wisdom from Otto, a painter and coffee shop owner in Koh Pha-ngan, Thailand. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
When describing his experiences traveling through the bustling streets of India, he reminded me of how important it is to tune into yourself when on the road. .
He said, “You must know yourself; you must know your mind to be in a place with so many people.” .
This blasts the stereotype that we travel to escape, but rather to learn our own infinite depths.
🌧 today i binged on @mangostreetlab youtube vids and felt so inspired to shoot & push myself to think outside the box. so i grabbed @colinfrompdr, camera and ran out into the rain because who can wait for the weather?? major props to this guy for putting up with me and doin all the foolish things i make him do in order to push my creativity. 👩🏻🎨 #guestappearance#redumbrella#playadelrey
“I don’t like the phrase ‘a cry for help.’ I just don’t like how it sounds. When somebody says to me, ‘I’m thinking about suicide. I have a plan; I just need a reason not to do it,’ the LAST thing I see is helplessness.
I think: your depression has been beating you up for years. It’s called you ugly, and stupid, and pathetic, and a failure for so long that you’ve forgotten that it’s wrong. You don’t see any good in yourself, and you don’t have any hope.
But still, here you are. You’ve come over to me, banged on my door, and said: ‘Hey! Staying alive is REALLY HARD right now! Just give me something to fight with! I don’t care if it’s just a stick! Give me a stick and I can stay alive!’ How is that helpless? I think that’s incredible. You’re like a Marine, trapped for years behind enemy lines. Your gun has been taken away, you’re out of ammo, you’re malnourished, and you’ve probably caught some kind of jungle virus that’s making you hallucinate giant spiders.
And yet you’re still just going, ‘GIVE ME A STICK, I am NOT dying out here!’ ‘A cry for help’ makes it sound like I’m supposed to take pity on you. But you don’t need my pity, this isn’t pathetic. This is the will to survive. This is how humans lived long enough to become the dominant species.
With NO hope, running on NOTHING, you’re ready to cut through a hundred miles of hostile jungle with nothing but a stick, if that’s what it takes to get to safety.
All I’m doing is handing out sticks.
You’re the one staying alive.”
I saw this on a poster when I went to therapy this week and it made me cry like a tiny baby, so I thought I’d share it with all of you just in case anyone needs to hear it as much as I did 💔
The past few weeks have been hard and scary and overwhelming and I have cried way more than any human should, but I am so grateful for all the people who have stepped up and helped me find sticks to keep cutting through the jungle with. Mental health and recovery takes a village, and I’m so glad I have a good one. Love you all so much 😘❤️🤗
This afternoon, I let myself aimlessly scroll instagram because I was not ready to sit and focus yet. And you know what I found?
I found vision, passion, purpose, dreams, achievement, success, freedom.
🍁 A coach who paid off more than $2K of debt in three months.
🍁 A coach who paid cash for multiple trips this year.
🍁 A coach who has drastically decreased her depression.
🍁 A coach who matched her old starting salary at that “big-kid” job.
🍁 A coach who was able to drop everything to be there for her family in a crisis.
🍁 A coach who left her full-time job to pursue coaching.
I may not be in a place where I can go full-time with coaching, but when I see these posts it allows me to see my dreams can indeed become my own reality if I put in the work, the hustle, the heart, and the passion.
I am ready to run. To dream, to chase, to hustle, to put in the effort, to focus. Are you? Join me and run with me, chase your dreams and turn them into reality! Drop your favorite weather emoji in the comments if you’re ready to run!
"Always leave enough time in your life to do something that makes you happy, satisfied, even joyous. That has more of an effect on economic well-being than any other single factor". - Paul Hawken #ourlifeintransit ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
An epic shot from @jannikobenhoff