Sunny Meadows

Earlier this month I got a chance to head towards Eastern Washington & check out the Palouse. Along the way, we stumbled upon these beautiful rolling fields of lush yellow flowers.

Palouse Trip Card 2-872.jpg
Palouse Trip Card 2-870.jpg

As Summer is in full bloom in Washington, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about how I could explore the Pacific Northwest around me. I think the hardest part is actually finding someone crazy enough to go with me, in the impossible hours I like to wander off in.

I find it rare... to run into people with an extreme hunger for a fast paced life, outside the norms. It's so easy for us to grow up & fall into a comfortable routine that makes us feel safe. While nothing is wrong with that, it's just not what I want to settle for in my life. Working in healthcare, you realized how valuable your life is. Any day could be your last, so I want to live the rest of my life, not just today, like I'm dying. It'd be nice to always have an adventure buddy, but I'm also an advocate for women not waiting (especially for a guy), to make their dreams come true. With that said, while I wait for that perfect buddy, my next solo adventure will take me into British Columbia! Cheers! - Love, Jen

 “Maybe some women aren’t meant to be tamed. Maybe they need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with.”

*Photos by Conor Musgrave*

Back to Philly

I've frequently asked me myself, what kind of person would I BE, if I had stayed in PhilLY?

If you don't know, I didn't always live in the majestic Pacific Northwest. I was born in Jersey, my parents had a bridal shop in Philly, and we moved to Seattle when I was 8. Since then I've only gone back to visit family a handful of times & this was one of those trips. We were visiting one of my uncles that had recently suffered from a stroke. 

When it comes to visiting family across the country, from my experience, it's never been for a good reason. My last visit was 10 years ago for my grandma's funeral. Man time flies. This time though, I knew my uncle was discharged from the hospital was ok. For some reason though, I still didn't know what to expect of this trip. I just knew that I missed Philly's endless brick town houses, it's beautiful murals,  & Dunkin Donuts.

DSC08181.jpg
DSC08168.jpg

It was pure nostalgia to see some parts of the city, but at the same time, it was a realization that I could no longer say I was from Philly. It had been 19 years since I've lived here & the pacific northwest had changed me. I was in the middle of town in full PNW gear: a North Face jacket, Toms, looking for a grain bowl with salmon to eat. 

DSC08265-2.jpg
DSC08253.jpg

The thing is though, it didn't bother me. I wouldn't change anything about where life took me. I'm proud of the diverse community I'm from & I'm happy for the nature I now have at my doorsteps. I don't know how my life would be if I had stayed, but as a Washingtonian, the garbage littered streets that I was used to as a child, was now shocking. Hiking didn't exist for me pre-1998 (when me moved) & the beautiful brick town homes had now become dull. Their appeal only stuck to me in Seattle, because of how little brick houses they have. It's just an interesting thought, how where you live, almost without you knowing it, influences your perspective & what's "normal" for you. Love, Jen 

DSC08170-2.jpg

Moment of Discovery

Who am I?

Lately I've been doing a lot of thinking about what I wanted to do with the next 5 years of my life. Coincidently, I also recently got a reminder about my high school's 10 year reunion. Has it been 10 years already? Time seemed to have just flown by, yet it's crazy to think about how much has changed in those 10 years. 

In ways, I am very much the same: always hyperactively seeking a creative outlet, with border-lining, minimalistic, OCD tendencies. In other ways, I feel like I'm a completely different person, compared to who I was 10 years ago. My wants are different, my hopes are different, and my outlook on life is different.

 

If you could have met 18 year-old Jen, the outdoors meant bugs & physical activity was not in her repertoire. Her eyes would double in size & sparkle in the face of brand names & luxury sport cars. In fact, she could probably identify the brand of any clothing item, on the spot. She was ready to work her life away, however many work hours it took. She wanted to take life by storm, by the standards of the materialistic American Dream, big house & all.

Now?

What's the point of putting your money towards sitting in a big fancy house, when there's so much of the rest of the world to see? I see no point in giant collections of designer bags, shoes, figurines or DVDs. I am no longer impressed by site of Christian Louboutins or other high end brand names, and the fashion world feels empty. I seek more; more adventures & more experiences, more sites unseen. I am on a mission to live the most interesting life possible for myself, and that means being ok with having less. But is it less, if by giving up things, I gain so much more?

I've cleaned out my DVDs & CDs (moved to all digital), and have slowly donated about 1/3 of my closet so far. It feels good to remove the clutter & live only with what you need. I've begun to travel the world, but The question is, where do I go from here? What's my next step?

Currently, I don't have the answer (suggestions welcomed). It's definitely been a  thought that's been clouding my mind every night. I just have this impending feeling & that I need to make a drastic change. Love, Jen

"Once you've been still too long, it's best to throw a grenade where you are standing - and jump. And pray.” - Robyn Davidson, in Tracks