Field Notes

These aren’t tidy recovery stories.
They’re real-time reflections from the trail — and from life lived between breaking and becoming.

Fragments from the in-between.
Where healing zigzags.
Where presence takes work.
Where even opening a window can feel like summiting something sacred.

Written from trails, windowsills, and raw moments of reckoning,
each note holds a quiet kind of defiance.

For anyone:

• Betrayed by their own body
• Isolated by illness
• Worn down by the myth of “proper” healing

This space is for you.

Healing doesn’t erase. It reshapes.
And sometimes, just showing up
is the most radical thing we can do.

🌲 Trail Markers

🌿 Connection, Not Completion

On the balance between healing work and actually living.
→ Read the Note

🍇 Blackberries & Grace

An unexpected encounter that offered joy when grief felt insurmountable.
→ Read the Note

💌 If You're Hurting Too…

A letter to anyone carrying invisible weight.
→ Take This One With You

🌬️ Window Trail

Through open glass, soft light, and the quiet decision to let it count.
→ Read Now

🛤️ More Field Notes Will Follow

In stillness. In motion. In truth.
Join us in the spaces between broken and whole —
where healing moves in circles, not lines,
and the simple act of witnessing — yourself, the trail, the fog rolling in —
becomes its own kind of medicine.