I was talking to John last night about the hikes and backpacking trips I’d done over the summer - recapping the mileage and the trails, how I felt and the continued list of what I still wanted to do. As John and I continued to talk, we both truly realized how essential the mountains had been and continue to be in my recovery from my eating disorder. I’ve felt so strong this summer and in touch with my emotions - allowing myself to shed happy tears at summits and truly feel the emotions my body was experiencing...all of the things I numbed myself from with my eating disorder. Jump back to four years ago when I was on my bachelorette hike with my friends and sisters and could barely make it up the trail let alone enjoy a summit wondering if I should eat the food I had packed or not. It’s been such a healing journey for me - to do what I love and experience the mountains at my fullest I need to be healthy - and to me that is strong and that is beautiful. Even as I write this I’m still very aware of my bloated stomach but I know that my bloated stomach does NOT define my worth. My hope is that I hold on to all of these feelings - accepting my body, acknowledging the uncomfortable thoughts but letting the lies know they will never win and I’ll continue to trek up mountains and forever be grateful for my body that allows me to do so.
✨Just when I thought #waterfallwednesday couldn’t get any better! ✨
Can you spy @lydiamrie and @paperfaced looking cute AF? The mist from the falls made the air sparkle and we all felt like we were part of one of Tolkien’s epic fantasies! 🧝🏼♂️🧚🏼♀️🧝🏼♀️
“Dentro de toda mujer alienta una vida secreta, una fuerza poderosa llena de buenos instintos, creatividad apasionada y sabiduria eterna. Es la Mujer Salvaje, una especie en peligro de extincion que representa la esencia femenina instintiva. Aunque los regalos de la naturaleza les pertenecen desde siempre, los constantes esfuerzos de la sociedad por ""civilizar"" a las mujeres han ocultado los dones que estas albergan en su interior.”. Clarissa Pinkola.
Mujeres que danzan con Lobos!.
Less than 30 minutes from the Las Vegas Strip is Red Rock Canyon. The rocks get their color from iron oxide that has built up over centuries. The vivid colors of the rocks are stunning! ➡️ What is your favorite hike at Red Rock Canyon?
Flashback to that time we both took a sketchy lift up into a city on a mountain and then hiked about an hour almost 90° uphill to get this photo. Shoutout to the Australian guy who saw me struggling to take a photo of us and offered to take it for me. He was the real MVP. We needed to capture this moment.