It's hard to believe it's been 4 years since this photo was taken at Peyto Lake in the Rockies. Time flies, but memories stay forever. Thank you @philblester_photo for making me a part of your photoshoot on that cold but magical spring night 🙏❤️ #auroraborealis
I’m getting ready to take off for a big solo trip tomorrow, and it’s quite different from my usual spring adventures! Rather than car camping in the desert, I’ll be visiting a handful of countries in Europe and Asia to document the lives and work of some very talented individuals. That’s all I can say for now, but I’m very excited to share more with you in the weeks to come!
Winter white, in the sky, on the ground, in the reflection atop the water, obscuring the mountains on the horizon. Such a simple scene observed while patiently waiting in the wind and cold for the main act of sandhill cranes to appear a couple of weeks ago. They never did show up, having decided instead to congregate in a field a mile or so down the road. But that was for the best, it turns out. It’s the dual austerity and softness of a landscape here that is the subject.
From a beautiful Aries Woman herself is today’s quote.
She’s vibrant and honest and goes after what she wants. I love the fact that were now in Aries season and her quote represents so well Aries nature. “To lead, inspire and lift others up.” Some of the things that Aries do best.
They have this confidence about them that doesn’t allow things to stop them from going after what they want.
That’s some Bravely Beautiful mojo 👊🏻
. @lexiih thank you for sharing your words here. You have this energy about you that is pure determination met with kindness and love.
You are real, honest and authentic.
That’s what is truly inspiring. .
Thanks for spreading your energy everywhere you go. 🌻🖤✨
Credit for these beautiful words is unknown but they resonate with me so completely, especially while reading the book, Women Who Run With The Wolves ✨💪🏼✨
4 226 hours ago
PACIFIC CREST TRAIL | DAY 115 | I took my first step on that last day, looked up at the moody sky with eyes that were still curious and a heart that was still restless. Seven miles left, memorizing all the tiny beautiful details. Six, walking uphill in the patchy sunlight. Five, sitting in the dirt chugging cool water. Four, clouds of dirt sticking to the back of my legs. Three, two, and all at once it was real. .
Time stopped there in the clearing, at the foot of the monument - the wind made the little flags dance just for us. It wasn’t triumphant or prideful. It just was. I cried, but my tears fell silently. Last time I was here I touched the damp wood and for the first time, knew what I was capable of. This time I realized there was so much more I needed to learn. The months of freedom had slowly softened my heart. They had made me unafraid to expose the depths of my soul that I had protected so fiercely for most of my life.
But I knew right then what I never understood before. That running away from my life to the trail could not sustain my happiness, but it bought me closer to understanding what would stoke it; friendship, generosity, an open mind, a vulnerable heart, the ability to look foolish for the things you care about. That you may fuck up harder than you ever thought possible, but some sort of redemption can be found in being honest about where you fall short. That an entire journey can be pieced together just one step at a time.
I had made the journey of a lifetime twice, gained a scar, felt strong, been fearless, flexed my calves in the mirror, lost friends, made friends, lost love and found love, as fragile as it was. The sun had bleached my hair, the exposure had wrinkled my skin, the dirt on my ankles wouldn’t rub off for weeks, but this beautiful journey - this was mine to keep. Something I would carry with me forever - long after my tan faded.
My name is Ayesha, I turned 29 years old on a mountainside, my feet are sore, my heart is raw, I just walked the PCT for the second time and I have no fucking idea what tomorrow will bring. I am not anyone special. I just believed in myself, gained 9 stitches in my leg and walked a bloody long way
109 1,8166 hours ago
🙌The definition of #livebravely !🙌Posted @withrepost • @smithsonian Caroline Jones started as a copywriter in the early 1960s and later founded multiple firms.
Her clients included American Express, the National Urban League and Kentucky Fried Chicken (her agency developed the slogan “We Do Chicken Right!”). Throughout her career, Jones struggled against the assumption that her ads should only address African American consumers. Many times her targeted ad campaigns were so successful that companies used them for national work—but, in one case, replaced African American figures with white models.
Jones died in 2001, but her story lives on through items of hers at our @amhistorymuseum.
This #WomensHistoryMonth , we'll share stories of the women who changed ours: #BecauseOfHerStory . Share this post to your Instagram Story to help amplify women's stories.⤴️
Vía @senderismomasseguro - Hay muchas razones por las cuales no es recomendable ir solo a parque nacionales, senderos, ríos, grietas, playas, montañas o cuevas. A continuación te presentamos las 5 razones por las cuales no debes hacerlo:
Perderse en un recorrido es muy común en personas que se inician en el senderismo, “contadas con las piñas de un bosque de pinos” podemos decir casos que nos invitan a no ir, sin tener la debida orientación, preparación y equipamiento. Estar acompañados de un guía es fundamental para ese tipo de lugares a las cuales nunca has asistido.
Quizás has escuchado de la historia de Aron Ralston, Montañista Estadounidense que tuvo que cortar su mano derecha para poder salir de una grieta en "Blue John Canyon", Ralston caminaba por Blue John Canyon a través de un paso estrecho donde los cantos rodados se suspenden, deslizándose entre las paredes de roca. A medida que descendía, una roca se sacudió y se soltó, cayendo después encima de Ralston, hacia el fondo del cañón, atrapando su brazo derecho contra la pared del cañón. Inicialmente grita pidiendo ayuda, pero el extremo aislamiento de su ubicación significaba que nadie estaría lo suficientemente cerca como para escucharlo. Como se resigna al hecho de que está solo, comienza la grabación de un video-diario en su cámara y usa su multi-herramienta de bolsillo para intentar debilitar la roca, también comienza su racionamiento de agua y alimentos, Después de cinco días tratando de levantar y romper la roca, el deshidratado y delirante Ralston se dispuso a amputar el antebrazo derecho atrapado con el fin de escapar. Este hecho nos enseña que en ciertas situaciones nos tocará hacer cosas extremas para salvar nuestras vidas
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Here's to leaving winter behind and looking forward to warmer weather, wild flowers and open roads!
2 1315 hours ago
Ranch life has a way of cultivating creativity and imagination. Being one that always looks for the subtle nuance a photograph can capture, this was a fun treat to settle upon while out shooting a technically challenging project a little while back. #ranchlife
ROADKILL - hailing from #California , thru hiker on the Pacific Crest Trail 2018*
The expression on her face sums the whole thing up... 1,000 words.
Shot on the trail after many days from their last bath, bed, beer, or burger, somewhere between despair and euphoria, my goal was to catch PCT hikers in all their enduring glory. @ankitten_
8 8957 hours ago
Been sitting on this dream for 4 years, been sitting on the plan for 3, and in just 2 weeks, I’ll finally get to put “just a crazy idea” into action. .
So... in exactly 2 weeks, on April 3rd, I will be taking my first steps on the Pacific Crest Trail - a 2,650 mile foot path from the Mexican border in California, through Oregon, to the Canadian border in Washington. It’s gonna be a wild 5 month adventure and I can’t even begin to articulate my excitement / fear / or any of the other outpouring of emotions that I didn’t know I could be feeling as strongly as I do right now, in the eleventh hour before I leave. .
Here’s to doing the things that make you uncomfortable, and to throwing yourself into the unknown. I can’t think of a better way to spend a life - learning and growing along the way.