Wind River Range

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhuOaUp1Cuk This was my journey from isolation and disconnection, to community and connection. This is my journey to face my biggest fears, and to push myself harder than I have ever done before, and to find the best parts of myself. One day I was scrolling through my Instagram, sending messages and inspirational video clips to my favorite people. When one of my Instagram hiker “friends” sent me a message asking me if I ever wanted to hike the Wind River Range, since I lived in Wyoming. I had to sheepishly admit, I was afraid of hiking in Wyoming because of my PTDS. He then offered to hike it with me, to support me through it. Then I had to admit that he was…through no fault of his own, an old, white, man. I am seriously triggered by old white men. Now being the seasoned and rugged hiker that he was, he said something about facing my fears, and it hit. How could I tell other people about my path to healing, if I could not face my own trauma, my own issues, my own fears. That day I decided that he was right, I had to face my fears.…

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Big Horn Mountains and Yellowstone National Park

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Co7pfklQtVQ Part 1 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KtTWFUZgTss Part 2 I have thought a lot about this question, because I am asked this repeatedly. It is complex, but simple answer, because I can. Physically, I feel like have been training all my life for this hike. I started running away into the woods for peace and safety for as long as I can remember. And, I have been walking almost every day of my life, it was my way of coping with life, thinking, re-centering, grounding. I cannot do a lot of things, but I can walk. I can live in the woods. On a more personal level, I hike to heal. I hike for my own repentance, for my own forgiveness. I hike to bring awareness, to speak the truth, to ask forgiveness, and to find peace as last. I hike for my sisters and brothers, those little children, forever in my mind being beaten and broken in every way imaginable. I hike for my daughters, and my nieces and nephews. I have watched them struggle with the darkness that we passed on to them. And I hike for their children. May their children never be touched by this dark past. In the…

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The Great Basin

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqfPcqDk9YI&t=3s I would describe the first pause of my heal hike with one word, frustrating. My early notes kind show this fact… “Accumulated Continental Divide Trail, CDT miles-27 miles-Accumulated miles in Wyoming-44 miles-Accumulated hikes/towns-Otto/Burlington-4 miles, Jeffery City-8 miles, Encampment-2 miles, Bairoil-10 miles, Worland-12 miles, Shell-8 miles 4/24/2023” “First up, Sweet Water Station.  Nope, road closed, no access. Okay, no problem, I will drive to Jeffery City access road. The road not closed officially, but road was too muddy. Fine, I drive as close as I can get, then hike the rest of the way in. I strap on my pack, 4 miles in, 1 mile from the trail, I finally give in and turn back.” “Funny story: trying to hike around the snow drifts and the mud gets old quick. So, off trail again I decide to cut across what I thought was a flat area. I was not paying a great deal of attention, when suddenly, my trekking pole sinks down several feet further in the snow than I think it should have.  I pull out my trekking pole and look down the hole left by it. I am NOT standing on a flat spot with little sage brush sticking up,…

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The Beginning of my Martial Arts Journey

I am a 55-year-old woman that recently completed a pilgrimage of hiking over 600 miles across Wyoming to raise awareness of Generational Trauma. Generational trauma is trauma that is passed down from generation to generation. It takes its bold form in poverty, substance abuse, and all forms of domestic violence. This I call, “Big T-trauma”. This trauma is to the outside, the body, it is easy to see, and easy to identify as abuse and trauma. But I want to make people aware of a more subtle form of trauma that I like to call “little t-trauma.” This is emotional and mental abuse, humiliation, and shame. It is trauma to the soft squishy inside of us. It is unseen, hard to identify, and masks itself to look like a wide range of mental health disorders.  I have an official diagnosis of Complex Post Traumatic Stress disorder, or CPTSD, because of that generational trauma. This can express itself in me from mild triggers to extreme emotional dysregulation. In me, it can be very intense panic attacks, deep cycles of depression, or any of the intense fight or flight trauma response. It can get to the point that it starts negatively affecting all…

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My Graduation

My father was not at my graduation. Many years later he apologized to me. He said he was too drunk and he did not want to ruin it for me. Someone said that my mother was there, but I did not see her. I did not look for her. I did not care. And honestly, I did not think that either one of them deserved to share in my success of the day anyway. I know it sounds bitter, but I was the one who got me off to school every day. I was the one who stayed in school when they left me by myself. They did not raise me, my sisters raised me, and then I raised me. I would love to add a photo of me at my graduation, beaming with pride with my diploma. But I cannot because there are no photos of me during this time. School picture cost money. I did not have money, I did not have a camera, or film, or money to get it developed. There was no one who would have taken a picture anyway. After graduation, I would love to say that I left home and did not look…

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