Lately I’d been caught up in a story that I know many of you have probably been caught up in before, too, which is the story that says that unless we’re the best at something, it’s not worth doing.
We exist within a culture that tells us we need to be exceptional but then treats us as if we’re all the same. We’re mass marketed to, sold products that are made in droves, and are told in millions of tiny ways to act, look, and be like everyone else.
Read MoreEvery summer until I was a teenager, I would spend a week at Camp Christian with my church group. It was a sweet little place with cabins, a pool, a big lodge with a communal kitchen, and of course a fire pit where we’d sing songs every night.
One summer when I was around ten years old, I was there again, enjoying a week with my friends, many of whom were part of the “in-group” at church.
Read MoreFor a long time, I carried the weight of a major regret: getting my Master’s degree in a subject that would never translate easily into a “real job.”
In the hazy clusterf*ck that was my post-grad job search, I berated myself constantly for choosing to spend close to $80,000 on a degree in Conflict and Dispute Resolution that didn’t seem to be getting me anywhere.
Read MoreA week or so ago, I was on my way to a World Domination Summit (WDS) event facilitated by Jonathan Fields, who leads something called Good Life Project. The three-hour workshop was all about how to become “sparked,” or lit up in a way that leads you to what you’re meant to do in the world.
I mostly love Jonathan’s work and was so excited to finally see him in person. The workshop topic is one that I care a lot about, and I showed up ready to engage and bring the fruits of what I’d learned to you all via a blog post.
Read MoreIn birth, I wanted to feel everything that was happening in my body and go places in my mind that were unexplored.
In short, I was seeking an experience that felt completely and unequivocally real.
Read MoreA couple summers ago, Chris and I went to float the Sandy river with a big group of people. It was a hot, dry day - perfect weather for a float. We picked up some cheap “river rat” tubes from Fred Meyer, got on the party bus, and were ready to go.
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