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Deodorant & Stinky Hiker Syndrome

Somewhere north of but with a view of Mt. Shasta – en Route to Sacramento – Ridesharing with Manny and Julia

Everything about a long distance hiker and cross country traveler includes/involves/incurs a certain aroma that seems to resist soap, scrubbing, and laundry detergent. I’ve been called…ripe..on several occasions by people who love me and understand what I’m up to. They accept the beyond BO fragrance I carry around even though I know it kinda grosses most people out. To be honest, I’ve refused commercial deodorants and antiperspirants for so long that all the folks in my life have just sort of known me to be smelly (for some reason my body emits a natural scent likened only to the heavy musk of marijuana – even if I haven’t used any for years).  I choose to go au natural, or annoint myself with pure essential oils, for several reasons.  And I know it would be an odoriferous transition but I have a dream that some day everyone will ditch the deodorant! Continue reading Deodorant & Stinky Hiker Syndrome

In the Birth Yurt – Ponderosa, Washington

At this moment one of my closest friends is between rushes (contractions) during the laboring for her first child.  I’m taking this few minutes to write while the midwives set up, just because I have to get out some of the enormity of emotion we are all experiencing. She is a beautiful mama and has taken on some ancient, feminine, divine energy (force) as she works through this.  Something else has come into the yurt, something I can’t explain but can feel, almost touch; it’s telling her how to handle everything.  I’m in awe, I’m honored, I feel helpless, but glory in it all. I would not be anywhere else than right here with her. What a thing to witness and be part of less than a week after finishing the trail… Continue reading In the Birth Yurt – Ponderosa, Washington