Follow us on Instagram!Peace, love, and gelato.Can you spot the 👶? The sweet man who offered to capture our family skiing together captured more than just a ski run. He captured our spirit. He captured how we cultivate joy. This is us at our best. Playful and joyous and together. Almost one year ago, we took a risk and moved away from our entire support network in pursuit of happiness. We know where we find joy and we wanted to design a life where joy wasn’t limited to the occasional weekend and vacations. Cultivating joy is a daily practice. We find joy in daily access to nature. We find joy in adventure and we find joy in being together. This clip means so much to me because it represents our values and our goals. I just love it. AND I love the adorable GarageBand jingle too! ❤️❤️#cultivatejoy #skifamily #mtbachelor #adventuremama #adventurefamily #ergobaby #skiwithbaby @raisinglittlerippersLittle one ski sesh ⛷❤️ #cedarskisMy favorite ski bums.When your mama crush @__magneticnorth__ tags you in a Five things Friday- you do it! (on Saturday 🤦🏽♀️) . 1. Coffee is my first favorite non-human thing. 2. I’ve thrown an uneaten soft serve cone at a guy’s face. He called me a cheap bitch so.. it was the logical next step. 3. I have a very high pain threshold. 4. My son just started sleeping through the night at… wait for it… 20 months. 5. I’ve lived in the middle east and ridden a camel at sunrise. Bonus fact: I love this picture because breastfeeding makes me feel like a superhero. 💪🏽 #adventuremamas #normalizebreastfeedingPeek-a-boo! I see you back there little Cedar ❤️ #adventuremamas
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If it scares me or makes me feel uncomfortable, I need to do it. Fear or discomfort means an opportunity for personal growth and I have an addiction to personal growth. At the end of my life, I want to feel like I made the most of the opportunities I was given. Stretched my mind and my body. Got my bang for my life buck.
When it came to my fear of fish (it’s true, I did have a fear of fish) and my fear of the underwater world, I knew that meant I needed to get my dive certification. And lucky for me- after a few short certification dives, I discovered I LOVED the world beneath the surface! Had I let fear determine my choices I would have missed out on some of the most memorable and unique experiences in our natural world.
Unfortunately, I rarely dive anymore. When I do dive, there is that moment right before I jump in where I think, “Crap. Which button does what again? Did I turn on my air? How do I inflate this thing? Which means I’m OK? The thumbs up or the OK sign?”
I take a deep breath, calm my anxieties and jump in. Just like riding a bike, it all comes back. I bob at the surface for a minute. The cool water envelops my face and hair. I become weightless. I put the regulator in my mouth, remember how much I love the cool air and meditative sound of the most basic of human functions. I deflate my BCD and and leave the world behind.