your days have been packed with efforts of pleasing.
In less than 100 hours,
your hustle and consideration will be shared.
Gifts will be exchanged,
and you can finally collapse on a chair.
Before you head out to tackle last-minute holiday tasks,
I have but one favor to ask …
Grab something warm to nurture your bones,
then scroll through ten of my inspired photos.
Ten photos from 2019, along with twenty lines –
gifts I gladly give to you during this holiday time.
Please know how much you matter.
You are more cherished than anything hidden under shiny wrapper.
Paddle Fest on Lake Pleasant comes only once a year.
This shot is lovely, but the view from a board is better than the pier.
Granville Island in Vancouver was a quick ferry ride away.
Shops, art galleries, a park, a brewery, and a market that made us want to stay.
The drive from Eugene took some time, but the Cape Perpetua Overlook in Oregon was sublime.
After spending time with sea lions on the coast, we were famished and stopped to eat.
Watching the sunset beyond the Florence Siuslaw River Bridge made our day complete.
This majestic cactus at Desert Botanical Garden appears worn and spikey.
But every angle reveals a plant that is interesting and thriving.
A tiny winged creature busy pollinating; she was not concerned about me.
Thank goodness, because I have an allergy.
The Granite Dells that surround Lake Watson emanate a sacred presence.
Those who visit are often transformed by their mystical influence.
A replenishing walk along the water’s edge at Dead Horse Lake.
A flock of birds in the sky and Jerome, a town on the hill, too far for my lens to take.
Our view from a cabin at Lake Havasu State Park.
Gentle waves, the setting sun, and the moon, in the shape of an arc.
A challenging 8.2 mile hike in the Tortolita Mountains in Marana took longer than expected.
Nothing happened and we didn’t get lost. We just couldn’t stop taking pictures of the beautiful landscape that made us feel refreshed and uplifted.
Thank you for stopping by and glancing through ten holiday gifts I gladly give to you. I hope that your weekend isn’t too stressful and that you have some time to relax and enjoy the season with your loves.
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what currently is and
reveals all that
is exactly what happened to me.
was walking a familiar path that had become stagnant and uninspired.
found only fragments of the sun’s rays here and there.
kept walking, accepting that this was my fate,
quietly praying that I would find my way.
I could find the courage to run
radiates promise, hope, and wonder.
dreams were dwindling with each setting of the sun.
life took care of what I could not.
forced me to confront personal loss.
heart exposed; my soul reclaimed.
I was reminded that I am given
only so many days.
We are each given
only so many days.
Only so many days-
To pause on our well-worn path, look up, and wonder.
Only so many days-
To find a gap in the dark and run toward the light.
Only so many days-
nurture our own dreams, like we do those of others.
Only so many days-
greet our fears like a harmless stranger –
her in the eye, extend a firm hand, and say hello.
Only so many days-
be surprised by what we can dream up, act on, and accomplish.
Only so many days-
To create our own path and be our own hero.
Only so many days-
To be the incredible you; the only you there is.
let your hope dwindle.
let your dreams go dark.
for an opening, find
the ray, find the courage to run.
ray, that might begin as only one.
A ray, that will expand,
and in time,
50 Life Stories update: I am currently working on Story #32. I lingered on Story #29 for a bit, because it was such an important story to tell and I needed to relive and move through intense moments and emotions. Story #29 centers around my experience fleeing from a fire in the Black Forest near Colorado Springs in the summer of 2013. Many lives were changed that day, especially the many families who lost homes, and sadly, lives were also lost. I have completed the story and shared the story with a few friends close to the situation. The story has evoked some tears, but it seems to have also delivered more healing surrounding the situation. For that, I am grateful.
When working on the final draft of Story #29, which included
adding pictures from my week in Colorado, I had a serendipitous moment that told
me I was absolutely on track with my writing purpose that day.
This is what happened, leaving me surprised and speechless:
I had just written out my writing goals for the day, which included completing the Black Forest Fire story. I then opened my FB account to search for a picture, and staring back at me was a picture of me and one of the main characters from Story #29-a lady I met a few days before the fire, and one I formed a special bond with, after fleeing from the fire together. Apparently, six years prior to the day of my writing, I had posted a picture of the two of us, that was taken at the airport, just before I flew home to Phoenix. In the post I told her I missed her. I posted the picture of the two of us five months after leaving Colorado. I had forgotten about the post, and I certainly had not intended on writing our story exactly six years later (or at all). Seeing the picture of the two of us confirmed I was doing exactly what I needed to be doing on the exact day I needed to do it. Special gift of synchrodestiny.
Preview of upcoming interview: I am in the process of interviewing an inspiring family of five who recently left the security of living and working in Arizona to make a bold move to Hawaii. I look forward to sharing more about their journey, which to many, including myself, sounds like paradise. However, like all major moves, it hasn’t been without its challenges.
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Have an inspired weekend! Michele
Picture 1: Sea Lion Cave, Florence, Oregon. An opening that revealed the ocean below and took my breath away. Picture 2: Sunflowers in my backyard Picture 3: Arizona sunset Picture 4: Me in Cottonwood, Arizona @ Dead Horse Ranch State Park Picture 5: Me at the Desert Botanical Garden, Phoenix, Arizona
I have had the privilege of following inspiring athlete, Emily Gerlick, for a few years now on social media after meeting her at work over four years ago. I have looked at dozens of beautiful photographs of Emily running in picturesque scenes in several states, including Arizona, Colorado, and Utah and have often wondered how she makes it to so many remote locations, while also maintaining a busy teaching and coaching schedule. I am in awe and I am inspired by her, and I know I am not alone. Emily’s photographs reveal more than colorful landscapes in hidden valleys, they reveal dedication, desire, determination, and talent. Her photographs of running through the woods, or standing over crystal-clear lakes, or gazing at mountain vistas also do more than momentarily entertain, they beckon the viewer to get out, get moving, and get exploring.
From the moment I met Emily, I was immediately drawn to her
independent nature and her compassionate teaching style, but as it often goes, it
is difficult to truly get to know another teacher in the confines of the workday,
when their classroom is across campus. I sought out an interview with Emily
because she recently made a professional move, leaving our mutual school in
Glendale, Arizona and accepting a position over 140 miles north, in Flagstaff,
Arizona. Changing jobs and relocating can be a terrifying proposition; her
story may help or motivate others who might be considering doing the same. Emily
has also continued to push herself with her fitness goals and her results are incredible
and motivating. I have learned several details about Emily during our interview
that further add to my admiration and I am thrilled to share her story. I also
learned to not wait so long to get to know someone who I admire from afar.
Emily is from a Wonder Lake, Illinois, a small-town northwest of Chicago. She went to high school in Woodstock, Illinois. Arizona is her home now, but she misses the downtown square, the mom and pop restaurants, and lighting of the Christmas tree, which she described as being beautifully lit.
Not surprising Emily enjoyed playing outside as a kid. As
someone who is working on adding more play to her life, I love that Emily continues
to allow her inner child to play, run, and explore. As a child she loved to do those
activities barefoot – in the summertime of course. She has fond memories of
being three years old and watching bonfires in her family garden, during changing
seasons. She would sit and watch as long as she could, until the cold became
too much, and then she would race her dad, fifty yards, back to their house.
She learned discipline as a young gymnast and ballerina. As an eight-year-old,
she fell in love with softball and would continue playing through middle
school, high school, and eventually at the University of Iowa. Softball is also
one of the sports Emily has coached, passing on her love of the game to
Emily feels the influence of growing up with four seasons
(something native desert dwellers cannot relate to). Illinois winters gave her
grit and those long cold winters also gave her an appreciation for spring and
summer. She is both an athlete and a fan – supporting the Bulls, Bears, and
Cubs. She remembers watching Michael Jordan play with the Bulls and considers
him to be an inspiration for her and her athletics.
Emily is inspired by her parents.
She said, “They both worked so hard to give my sister and I
the best life they could. They worked hard and showed up at all of our events
that we both participated in.”
Her students with special needs also inspire her, “… to be a
better human. They have so much courage and work so hard and still have time to
smile and laugh.” She thinks of, “them often when … out on the trail.”
University of Iowa to Arizona
Emily fell in love with Arizona while competing against
Arizona State University every spring. She completed a strength and
conditioning internship with ASU the summer before her senior year, then moved
to Arizona after graduating from college. Arizona surprises her most by the
abundant places to explore and the beauty in the state. She mentioned one of my
favorite spots, the Mogollon Rim.
She stated that she has “… not even covered half of the cool
spots to hike, explore, and camp” in Arizona. Based on her posts, I would say
she is covering more of the state than most. Although the Illinois cold gray winters
gave her grit, she doesn’t miss having to shovel snow, however, the endless
summer days in Phoenix, that never cool down, even after the sun disappears
from the horizon, require their own form of grit.
Phoenix, Arizona to Flagstaff, Arizona
Emily’s most recent move – the one that prompted this
interview request – was her move from Phoenix, where she had lived for thirteen
years, to Flagstaff. For those who are not familiar with Arizona’s geography,
the two locations are distinctly different, and an example of the diversity in the
state. Her desire for new adventures, new career and personal challenges, and
the abundance of trails, motivated her to head north. Landing a job in an area
she has always loved and leaving the security of the known for the unknown,
demonstrate Emily’s ability to trust and believe. Two additional qualities I
admire in this adventurous athlete.
She has faced the challenges of starting over, but her risk
to leave the familiar is paying off. She is meeting new people, settling into
her new job, learning new running trails, and she is loving the small town feel
of Flagstaff. A feel that reminds her of home, in a place that is starting to
feel like home.
Emily’s first trail running experience was a seven-mile
trail at the White Tank Mountain Regional Park, in Buckeye, Arizona, in 2008.
She was hooked! Her trail running began with hiking and running with friends. She
loves the reward of seeing beautiful views after a climb. Her Instagram
followers also love those views! Running in nature, and surrounding herself
with natural beauty, gives Emily an immediate release from everything else
going on in her life. Trail running has also given her ways to cope with the
intense struggles of anxiety and depression.
She loves her supportive, and ever expanding, trail running
community and she loves sharing her trail running and outdoor adventures with
friends and family. Through her sharing, she has, “met some pretty amazing
humans.” I would add that through her sharing people have seen beautiful hidden
corners of several states. It is Emily’s hope, and my belief, that her running
and sharing will inspire others to get out and find their own adventures.
If I haven’t yet mentioned, Emily is also humble, but I am
happy to share that she qualified for the 2020 Boston Marathon. She believes it
will be her last road marathon. As her interviewer and someone who has seen her
push forward and grow, I am not convinced it will be her last.
Top Five Reasons to Hit the Trails
Repetitive movement is soothing and meditative
Fresh air to the lungs
Connecting with earth
Seeing amazing feats of nature
Sitting in a cold creek listening to the sound of rushing water
spirit, beautiful photographs, and willingness to take risks, both
professionally and on the trails, inspire me to get up, get moving, and go
beyond my comfort, which “is where life begins.”
For your own weekly dose of visual inspiration, follow Emily
Life begins at the end of your comfort zone. ~ Neale Donald Walsch