The hike like a continuous unsure fears creep through all doubts are silent thoughts keep trekking on sharp pains beneath our feet standing out on a vast cliff moments are fleeing hearts beating faster inching closer quick last thoughts a deep breathe and unascertained depth down heart skipped, time momentarily froze engulfed completely by dark abyss struggling to… Read More wild abandon
Miss L is in middle school. We all remember those hellish years. The freedom and confidence of childhood is leaving and being replaced by the overly active self critiquing mind of a teen. The metamorphose appears as painful as transforming into a werewolf. They lash out, they get bullied, they hurt, they are ashamed and confused… Read More Something Beautiful
Chaos was the law of nature; Order was the dream of man.” ― Henry Adams, The Education of Henry Adams All of our adventures consist of up to 6 children 2 adults and sometimes a very large dog. Now with that formula you would think it would equal guaranteed disaster. …I’m sure you could only imagine… Read More Beautiful Chaos
You know the times in your life where everything seems to be aligning? It could be as simple as a day where you get only green lights on you’re way to work, or the day they play all you’re favorite songs on the radio… all in a row; or the day you find an extra 10$ doing the… Read More Serendipity
V excitedly spoke of hypotheticals today until finally I was instructed to have the kids ready with light jackets, she was to pick us up and we were to go on an adventure! So with Mariachi blasting on the radio, we drove South and back into the desert. At the turn off we saw the sign for the… Read More Dry Lakes
The Havoc Army is BACK and we have expanded. Viola and her hoard have joined us in our never ending quest for awe, adventure and growth! The end of this week has been full of snotty faces and stomach bugs for both Viola and I. Our BBQ plans looked like they weren’t going to happen.… Read More An evolving tribe.
I had a great revelation these past few days. I was looking at pictures from the past several summers, of my children, and the abundance of smile filled adventures we have; and I realized how it has always been us, my children and myself. Clayton was only a passenger on our journey. My heart swelled with… Read More Moving on.
”You don’t want to get on her bad side”, “So you would kick my ass if…”, I hear statements like these every time someone finds out I am a fighter. There is also an assumption that I get some sort of “release” from fighting and fight training. Sorry to disappoint you, World, it is simply not… Read More I am not angry.
I grew up in the forest with oxygen rich air. I could always tell the changing seasons by the smell of the woods. My legs were aways covered in scrapes from brambles and branches. The forest is where I escaped home as a child. It is where I ran away to as a teen. When… Read More The Forest.