There is so much love for you.

You don’t need to convince me that you need my support. Really. My love and attention for you isn’t based on any visible struggles and wounds. I honor them. But they’re not why I love and support you.

Of course there are things we can improve, stuff we can leave behind, and things that we might be afraid of. We all struggle with something. Each of us. I acknowledge all of that. But these fears and struggles don’t define you. Or me. And our struggles are not necessary for earning support and encouragement.

We–you and me and everyone around us–can have even more fun together when we focus on the things that are going right and build from there.

I love you because you’re you, you’re brilliant, and you’re creating amazing things in the world.

You’re brave.

You haven’t quit.

You’re here! 

I see what you’re doing. Some of it’s public. Some of it you think no one has noticed. Some of it you don’t even notice. I notice.

Thank you.

And I’ll keep loving and supporting you if you feel broken and alone (you’re not) and like nothing’s going right and when you’re at the top of your game pouring badass, mind-blowing goodness into the world.

So don’t ever feel like you need to play small to get crazy amounts of love and support and encouragement in your life. You are loved. Unconditionally. Promise. Unleash yourself. There is so much love. For you. At every step along the way. You have no idea!

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January is a month heavy on new resolutions, talk of starting over, doing things differently. In my last newsletter I explained a bit about why I don’t often make New Year’s resolutions. Instead, most of my year-planning and resolutions happen at the end of my commercial fishing season in Bristol Bay. The transition back into the work routine after Alaska is a bigger indicator of a “New Year” for me. In fact, as I’ve discussed with some of my fellow fisherfolk I’m not alone in this.

But this last year was a little different. 2012. My divorce was finalized, I launched a new business (very quietly), a sister got married, another got engaged, I was hospitalized for joining the Rhabdo Club (rhabdomyolysis), and I got my family to play the Game of Strangers! These were a few of the key events. And especially after the hospitalization, I thought my liver and kidneys could use some TLC.

Dr. Melissa McClintock is a naturopathic physician I work with at the clinic. She and I have discussed working with a 10-day metabolic detoxification for patients, and I went for it myself! (The cleanse is from Metagenics, a company I totally dig.)

Here’s the thing about cleanses. They work. And they can work on more than your physical body. Although my body felt great and I was glad to feel so light and clean, the biggest change I noticed was in my mood. By the end of the cleanse I felt like my emotional body had been deep cleaned! All the crap I’d been lugging around that had me feeling mopey and sad was simply gone. I felt more energized, happier, more alert and alive and grateful for the beauty around me.

The photo in this post was taken on my way back home after snowshoeing in the mountains. On the drive up to the snowfields, there had been heavy fog. Suddenly, we broke through and the gorgeous warm sunshine hit our faces. Someone said, “I forgot how wonderful the sun feels!”

Just like we can sometimes forget how good the sun feels on our skin, I’d forgotten how wonderful it felt to be free of emotional weight.

My experience this month only deepened my belief in the food-mood connection, as well. I realized how stable my mood was (as long as my blood sugar was well regulated) eating select whole foods on my modified elimination diet. I was also reminded how often I can eat out of boredom, how little I pay attention to enjoying and savoring the food. Hold on, isn’t that what I preach?! I’d forgotten how certain foods, no matter how much I love them, are mild irritants to my system. That irritation can build up over time. Irritation is irritation and it will show its face one way or another over time. The cleanse was a nice reset.

Winter can be a good time to detox. I might specifically suggest that you think about a cleanse late winter into early spring. Capitalize on the upward energy around you.

A detox program can be a wonderful way to literally and figuratively let go of things you’ve been holding on to. You might not even realize you’re still holding on. But when you’re ready to let go, and your food and body work together to move things through your system, you might feel like you’ve come out of the fog and into the glorious sunshine.

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The other night my parents were telling me about the mysteries and adventures of modern communication. As Mom tried to explain, her new phone kept “dinging” at all hours of the day and night. Mom is a deep sleeper (and deaf in one ear), so Dad was kindly waking her up because someone was trying to reach her in the middle of the night. (She is a nurse who often works on-call and does get contacted at all hours.) “It kept dinging,” they both told me.

As a result of our conversation, “ding” is now synonymous with text message.
“I’ll ding you later.”
“Ding me when you get there.”

In my mind, ding is the sound of a shop door bell, or the sound the old typewriter made when the platen reached the margin and needed to be returned. I remember using the word ding to mean an imperfection, like a small dent. “There’s a little ding in the bumper from an incident in the parking lot. But nothing major.”

Now, Mom tells me to ding her. This feels strange.

So in my mother’s world (of which I am part), the onomatopoetic ding now represents a level of communication — because of an alert noise on a smartphone.

Networked. Connected. Messages transmitted and received. We talk. Our interactions punctuated by customizable ringtones and alerts.

Now, notice how many people move their thumbs as if texting when they describe talking to someone. “And then I said…” [thumbs moving]. Talking with our hands has new meaning.

Language evolves. We evolve. Gestures and meanings shift and change. And a word that once meant a simple noise or a small dent is now a lighthearted family reference to sharing words, pictures, and emoticons; to staying in touch; to maneuvering the slippery world of interpersonal communication in a technology-driven culture.

I can ding you. But I don’t want it to define our relationship. And if we get the chance, what I’d really love is some quality time together, sharing physical space. In our busy lives, we make do, make compromises with time and location, and appreciate the communication technology affords. I never take for granted, though, the pleasure of good company.

Come, sit with me. Let’s talk. Set the phones aside, and let us be here together. I enjoy your company.

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Assume Nothing (aka The Game of Strangers)

The pull of family systems, expectations and family roles are strong. Sometimes it feels like we might never escape. No matter how old we are, we cross the threshold  into the family gathering and we revert into old ways of being. Unsure what I’m talking about? Here’s my experience. When I walk into my parents’ [...]

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Love Your Body, Transform Your Life

A few weeks ago I had the pleasure of attending my cousin’s wedding. It was a gathering of incredible human beings at the breathtakingly beautiful Sundance Resort in Utah. I was a little overwhelmed by all the talent and beauty in one place. My cousin, Justin Libby, and his wife, Katie Ronsse, are both tremendous [...]

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Change Keeps Happening

There is nothing permanent except change. ~Heraclitus It is officially Fall now, and I love it! The cooler temperatures here in my hometown of Walla Walla encourage a bit more layering, scarves wrapped around necks, and cozying up to warm fires. (Have I mentioned that Fall is my favorite season?) The trees are works of [...]

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Spring Present

The tension is thick. I’m supposed to be happy and joyful and twitterpated. (Right?) But things that have been dormant for months are pushing up, sprouting, pressing through cracks into the light. They are visible. I can’t stop it. It’s Spring. This is what happens. The tension between the slumber of winter and the frenetic [...]

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A winter of walking

Winter can be a time of hibernation for many. As a friend of mine often says, it’s a time to “hunker down.” Often I agree. There is also something to be said for getting out there, into the world, beyond the fear of cold or wet, and being in winter. I’m not talking about winter [...]

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The Girl Effect

When I was 11, I was in sixth grade. The last thing on my mind was a husband or whether or not I would be allowed to go to school. I was probably frustrated because I wanted a pair of Guess jeans so I could be one of the “cool kids.” I took for granted [...]

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