My daughter was approximately 16 years old when she got into hiking. Being a Gen Z’er, she grew up in a world where technology, social networking, and the more sedimentary lifestyle was the norm. Me, a Gen X’er, grew up in the hybrid world. I could easily bounce back and forth between the addiction of…
Author: dirt-therapy
Dirt therapy can mean something different for everyone. For us, it was primarily about the psychological benefits of 'unplugging' from everyday life and reaping the benefits of a nature prescription. (More on that later). Disconnecting from our phones, work, social responsibilities, the overall demands of our society and culture was replaced, even for a short time, by hiking boots, hand warmers, quick-dry clothing, muddy socks, sweat and yes, dirt.
Another One Bites The Dust pt. 3
Mahala dropped her pack and wandered away to the bathroom, and I started to dig in the little side pocket of my pack for the keys, yelling that I would get the car started. I dug. And I dug. And I wanted to die. The keys weren’t in the tiny side pocket. No, no, no,…
I Want To Break Free! Pt. 2
We woke up the next morning freezing, muscles aching more then I can ever articulate, and exhausted from lack of sleep. We laid in our bags for a long time. We chatted about the days journey back and forth, and made our plan. I could feel a tension in the air, like there was something…
Don’t Stop Me Now pt. 1
Sup Losers. Today’s story is about two girls who decided to try backpacking on a whim, prepared TERRIBLY, got their butts kicked, and had the time of their lives. Let’s get to it. Like all great ideas Mahala and I come up with, this one happened in a Starbucks when we were just a little…
I’d Like to Invite Mother Nature to Suck It. ~ Misty
I love Oregon… 3 out of the 4 seasons a year. I grew up in Texas where Spring brought warm days, wild thunderstorms, and seas of Bluebonnets. I loved Spring in Texas. It was warm, sunny, and full of color. Here in Oregon, it is the bane of my existence. I remember that old rhyme…
BIG Changes – Misty
Oh man. DT folks, let me tell you – we’ve had some big changes since going in and coming out of winter hibernation. I’ll make this a quick and to-the-point blog post for those who are interested enough to wonder what we’ve been up to. We’re happy to be back online and can’t wait to…
Never again. – Morgan
Hi guys, long time no see. I’m breaking my silence today because I have a lot to share. This is probably gonna be long, so bear with me. Today, we’re gonna talk about self care. And I really wish that meant I was gonna talk about face masks, mental health days, and fuzzy socks. But…
Vulnerability. Truth. Courage. – Misty
I sobbed like a baby tonight. I cried gut wrenching sobs that I stifled in my pillow so no one would hear me. Pent up frustration, exhaustion, shame, pain, sadness, and grief came pouring out of me all at once, as it does every so often when it just gets to be too much for…
Just Show Up – Kaela
I am an admitted personality-type junkie. Guilty as charged. This summer Jason took the psuedo-Myers Briggs assessment and as a result for a month we geeked out on personality types, sharing Pinterest posts and reading type descriptions. We made all the rest of the #dirttherapycrew take the assessment. I had a great deal of joy…
Equanimity: Mental Calmness and Composure – Emily
I’m going to apologize in advance for my poetic nature when I write. I’m not very good at articulating what I’m trying to say and will admit it’s much easier to describe things when I’m comparing them to something else. That being said, I’m here to talk to you about one of my favorite places….
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