The last three and a half months have been the longest three and a half months I have ever experienced. They have also been the happiest, yet most frustrating, the most free, and the most anxious I have ever felt. My romanticized expectation of living in a van included yoga beach-side with tanned skin and mermaid hair,… Continue reading Westy Living: night 100
Today has been a wonderful day spent in peaceful solitude. I don’t always enjoy being alone, this winter the dark and coldness of van-living has made a bit of a mess of my head. For a long time I spent hours alone without actaully enjoying it. I still don’t enjoy it all the time, but I’m… Continue reading Mount Work
In the last month a couple people have asked me, respectfully yet specifically and significantly: “what stopped you from reporting the assaults against you?” Fear. Judgement. Shame. A desire to put everything behind me. A distrust of the care I would be given in our justice system. Youth and lack of an education on how… Continue reading Westy Living night 62: you’re baseline – RTP
Van Living. Wow. Nothing has made me so happy. In my (almost) 27 years there has not been so much joy and freedom in my life as living in my vehicle has brought me. No trinkets, no giant easy-access fridge, no television, no any-time internet. The freedom is real and complete. My weekends have been… Continue reading The Silver Thread of Intention
Dear Reader, I swore this year would be about speaking my truth. Some truths don’t need to be braodcasted… but then again the silence that we practice for certain truths cause much damage. And this truth has been heavy on my heart for many years and I wish to set it free. One year ago today… Continue reading Westy Living: night 35. To Speak.
Aptly named, Mystic beach is a pseudo-sandy heaven on the west coast of Vancouver Island. The beautiful beach is a juxtaposed against cliffs on one side and wild ocean on the other side, and you can only imagine the force of the waves against the rock walls during bigger storms that no one but the… Continue reading Into The Mystic
Christmas in Vancouver didn’t exactly go as planned.. (see video… or skip it and keep reading, it’s way more positive down at the bottom!) I was an anxiety ridden wreck in the big city and needed to rest and recover somewhere highly removed from the bustle of people, cars, cell reception, more people, and the… Continue reading Jordan River