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Breaking camp and moving forward down the trail

It’s a very bitter sweet sort of space I am finding myself as I write this fine post here on wordpress. One that felt no eye catching image could really capture. As this is the final post from camp as I knew it. But it’s not the end of Project Mindfully Outdoors my any means.Continue reading “Breaking camp and moving forward down the trail”

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A Celebration of life

I think it’s a gift when you are able to tie into nature and just feel the energy. Which is the fuel for celebration renewal, that life giving force that is so power in showing us that even with burdens around us we can still live change and create the space we desire.

Discernment comes from having boot on the ground

On a cold December morning is it to cold to hit the woods to stalk a whitetail. Of course that answer varies depending on who you. The same rings true about everything in the world around us. Along with any task in life the view on it with be different for each of us.

Circle Celebration

The four points on a compass there are of course four directions. These directions of course indicate which direction we are walking. Which makes the compass such a brilliant aid along our journey. Since our goal is to find our true north and walk that trail to unlock all of life’s true treasures fate has laid out for us.

The wisdom is in the story

Our world was made based upon stories. Information that was passed down from generation to generation for the purpose of teaching. In this modern area those lessons can be accessed in so many different forms. We consume a vast amount of information everyday. That we must be mindful of where we gather all information from and what we allow to stick with us

These are the lessons we can learn from a fawn

Step out into the woods on spring day there’s something around you. Natures next generation of woodland creatures. You might even have the enjoyment of coming across a fawn who’s mother left them to hide in the tall grass. Can you find the logic with the way a doe would hide her dawn in this way, why she carry’s on with her daily transactions ?