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…
Tag: anxiety
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…
Golf. Day 3. – Misty
Yes, you read that right. I skipped day 2 and went straight to number 3. Day 2 consisted of the golf tournament (the only day I actually played) and I had my hands full trying to swing that club, rather than record media. So no, I have no pictures from that day. Just know that…
Golf. Day 1. – Misty
Ahh, golf. My least favorite of Dirt Therapies. Jake loves it. I tolerate it. No sport can make me angrier, more frustrated, or expel the dirtiest of words from my vocabulary than the game of golf. I can say that I do love getting out there in a park-like setting, watching my husband do what…
Don’t Think It Doesn’t Matter – Kaela
As I drove over the bridge this morning that crosses the freeway I saw that we were in for some significant rain. It seemed apropos, even though I hadn’t expected it. I was on my way to join my first Out of the Darkness Community Walk, a fundraising event hosted by the American Foundation for…
Something to Give – Misty
Obviously, I’ve had a little time now to really submerge myself into this whole Dirt Therapy world, spend countless hours purposefully and intentionally paying close attention to my personal outdoor experiences, and get a feel for the psychological and physical benefits. And let me tell you – there’s something to it. Don’t get me wrong…
Self-Care: Is It Just A Buzzword? – Kaela
As I am writing this, a chunk of our Dirt Therapy crew is out at Smith Rock in Eastern Oregon and I am not. I am sitting on my couch. I think it might have even been my suggestion to put Smith Rock on the options list for this weekend. However, I’ve been thinking a…
Dirty Girls: The Hottest Mess On The West Coast, Pt. 1 – Morgan
Our decision to take this trip wasn’t ever one that we took very seriously. At some point at the beginning of July, we had a casual conversation about how we both wanted to see the redwoods in a Starbucks, and it went from there. Casually picking dates. Casually looking at attractions. Casually booking campsites and…
The Church of Dirt – Morgan
Okay guys, we’re about to get real. Buckle up, things are gonna be personal. I’ve had anxiety and depression for around half my life now. Finding help for these things was always a struggle. It seems like many people wanted to brush it off as something I would grow out of or something that would…
A Love Affair – Kaela
I was in first grade when I fell in love with the outdoors. I vividly remember wandering down trails of the McDonald-Dunn Forest outside my hometown wet and cold with all my first grade classmates. Naturally it was raining– it is Oregon after all. But I remember the glistening ferns and the loamy smell of…
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