2.  Nature and History

You have to discover what brings you rest and rejuvenation.

Nature and history are two friends of mine that have always brought me peace. 

Experiencing days immersed in nature settles me through a journey/series of reflection and aesthetics. 

Learning and seeing history yields an emotional walk that inspires me to follow strength and to pursue transformation and redemption. 

Day 2: Create space for you to experience nature and history. You might find the way to peace and that jump you need during a break from work. 

Photo credit….L. Sciba

The Story of the Marathon

Five months, I had trained, I thought as I sat in the green portapotty doing my pre-race thing, appreciating the cleanliness. I had done everything right the day before….ran a mile to loosen up, ate carb-heavy, didn’t stay on my feet, and early to bed.  I had reveled in picking up my marathon packet and number. Then my sister-in-law and I carefully applied our tattoos.  I had slept horrible. My running watch so nicely described that I had only 1 hour of deep sleep. Thanks, Garmin. How does it know anyway? That’s what I’d like to know.

I finished my business, and moved out into what was a sizeable crowd in the what I thought was respectable “C” Corral. My sister-in-law had moved on to the “A” Corral where the serious runners are.


My hand moved down my taped leg as I stretched slowly wondering what this day would be like. The crowd was gathering, and the portojohn lines were crazy long. The announcer was blaring and the gun went off. I squinted through my corral barriers trying to see my sister in law as they let out the “A” group. There were so many people running this race. The crowd pressed in on all sides as friends chatted about their goals. I was glad I was alone. I caught the eye of the stranger next to me. We both smiled nervously and then we both took a deep breath. I chuckled. Let’s go already, I breathed.

And then finally, it was our turn. We all started walking out of the corral toward the starting line, and then as one big mob, the jog started, and then the announcer was talking to us and I was across the starting line. Here we go!


Almost immediately, the bruise on my left quadricep began to throb with each pound of my foot. I had fallen in my last training…tripped by some dumb wire at the park. It was so ridiculous and frustrating, but I had that damn injury iced as much as it could be and now taped up like a champ. I talked to the leg…settle in, come on, you’ve got this, get over it, just give me 5 hours…you get it.

My heart was pounding. This is going to be a long adventure, I said to myself, breathe and go! So, I did. By the 2nd mile, I couldn’t feel the pain anymore in the leg, and I was going at a pretty good pace. Mile 3, 4 and 5 went by pretty quick, and then–there–the big sign said 10K. I finally felt my breathing smooth out and I ran past the sign feeling consistent and steady.

To be continued….

Sign Post

I know I haven’t been around for awhile. I’m in serious contemplation mode about the blog and where do I go from here. But for now, I have a little sign post for you carefully crafted from our Grand Canyon trip. 

Driving with rocks.

This is at the top of the South Kaibab which is the trail we went down to the bottom of the canyon. Be prepared. 

On the South Kaibab.

Carlsbad has lots of rules. 

This is good advice. Pretty much for everyone. Everyday. 

This is in a Phantom Ranch bathroom at the very bottom of the Grand Canyon. 

This at the top of Bright Angel trail when we had almost finished our Canyon hike. 

I’m so thankful for sign posts aren’t you?

Desert View Picnic

You know what I realized from my VLOGGING? I’m a dork. I love being silly, but I just didn’t realized how much I comment on life and how silly I am. My brother recently told me this, but I didn’t know. It makes me laugh. You should laugh at yourself. It’s good for you.


Desert View is much more than its name. I don’t think we went there the last time we were at the Grand Canyon. It was beautiful. There’s a Watch Tower there that was also a design of Mary Colter (more on her later), and we climbed all the way to the top of it to get an expansive view.



These cuties are pushy. They pushed the picnic lower and lower toward the edge. And I’m so glad because they help me to see views I might have missed.

After we had our picnic, we hiked back up and drove to another trailhead to Shoshonne Point. The hike to this place is a nice long dirt road with plenty of trees. It is the perfect setting for lots of laughter, some serious discussions, and family fun.


Speaking of edges, I like them too…did you know? While I was close to the edge and there were few children watching, I just had to lay down and hang my head over the side. My pic I took then did not turn out well, but it was breathtaking. We hung out there for a moment, and then we walked around to the other side where the cliff point went out further into the canyon.

We hiked out there and I had my nephew John holding my hand. We decided that just maybe, with all our strength, we could push down a rock. It didn’t work. Bu, I gave it my all.

We headed back with cooking on my mind. I was the cook for the night, and my green chile macaroni and cheese with chicken was tasty. I think I had 85% satisfaction in the camp. Campfire time is valuable, and somehow everyone staring into a fire just makes a magical night.

It was a great day, and we decided that the next day we would tackle the Hermit Trail all the way to Dripping Springs as a test run for the big hike down. Dripping Springs coming up next….

Camp on Sunday

Sunday morning we took it slow in camp. We still had a few days before the big hike down and so we just chilled, cooked a good breakfast and enjoyed a morning fire. And then, the kids planned church for us. And we had some Sabbath together. 

I’m not sure why adults think they always have to lead. You should’ve seen the kids take over when we told them they should plan church. We had an invocation, 2 songs, 4 Scripture readers, a sermonette, and a benediction. Kids are great leaders and they can plan without your help. Just let them know you’ll wait for their plan and leave them alone. Don’t underestimate them. 

After church we got ready for the day. No rushing. Just slow by the fire….

Then we made some plans…A Desert View picnic coming up…..

Vlogging the Canyon: The Edge

I like the edge. So do the kids. They come by it honestly. The balance of safety and risk are important to me. I want them to live real lives full of life. And I don’t want them to die. 

I love them so. 

The Canyon is beyond words and we are exploring slow and fun today. We are gearing up for the hard hike down and setting our intentions for challenge and beauty….

Vlogging the Canyon: Carlsbad Caverns

A nice stop on the way to the Grand Canyon is Carlsbad Caverns. We considered it a pre-hike warm-up. It’s not a small walk but it’s very cool in temperature and affect down there and you can take an elevator up which has no resemblance to hiking to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back up. The stalactites and stalagmites just keep coming and the beauty of the cave is kinda overwhelming.

One rule we weren’t very good at was talking aoftky. There are 18 of us, ok. Also we tend to be a loud bunch pretty much all the time. I’m learning about this video logging so thanks for your patience. More coming….