snow day

I spent this past winter on Vancouver Island, and while most of the time I was thankful that it wasn’t all that cold, I really did miss the snow. Lucky for me, the island got one big snowfall – enough for me to get the day off work. So bought a new disposable camera and a coffee and took the bus up to Goldstream Provincial Park (a pretty decent trek, but definitely worth it). It was one of the best days I had the entire winter, running through the snow with the biggest smile on my face like it was the first time I’d seen the white stuff, and it may as well have been.

 

I’m so glad I braved the cold and the messy streets, because these are some of my favourite photos I’ve taken since leaving Tofino last August. Probably because I had so much fun taking them.

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The snow only lasted a couple of days, but I think I made the most of it.

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The song I wanted to include isn’t on YouTube so here’s a Spotify link if you are so inclined.

ALSO! I have put up a few new photos on my Society6 that you can check out here!

Xo, Rachel

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road trips

I like to consider myself a semi-professional when it comes to packing after spending the last 2ish years doing almost nothing but, so here are some words of stupidity from someone who still sucks at packing!


So, you’re going on a road trip? Been there. The prep is crucial to the whole experience, yeah? Sure. I recently got rid of nearly everything I owned except what I thought I would need living out of a car for 3 or so weeks, not even knowing where exactly I was going to be visiting. Turns out that BC is still pretty cold mid-March and maybe I shouldn’t have gotten rid of all my winter clothes. Live and learn.

What you’ll pack:

  • Healthy food so you can cook all your meals at hostels to save money
  • Instruments to play out of the back of your car at some picturesque lookout
  • Fancy camera to capture all the beautiful moments you’ll have
  • Books! You’ll have so much time to read!
  • Camping equipment
  • French press, duh
  • Clothes that don’t suit the season you’re travelling to
  • Cute decorations for the car
  • Emotional baggage
  • Soap that you’ll leave somewhere but replace with something from a free bin at a hostel
  • Multiple hat options
  • Yoga mats, for doing yoga…
  • Laundry detergent?

What you’ll actually need:

  • Clif bars, because you can’t be bothered to cook
  • Hair elastics!
  • A freaking coat
  • A water bottle
  • Podcasts to listen to
  • An aux cord
  • A map?
  • A plan?
  • Comfortable clothes
  • Cash
  • A charger for the fancy camera you brought
  • Hand sanitizer
  • Wifi to find the vegan options near you
  • Hand cream
  • All that car stuff that you are supposed to always have
  • Good spirits

But really though, if you cook your own food on road trips, please teach me how to be like you. I can’t do another 3 weeks of McDonalds and junk food from various gas stations. I really can’t. I’m just saying, those vagabonds I follow on Instagram must have some real talent because all the road trips I’ve been on have been dirty and unorganized and sleep-deprived. None of that string-lights-hung-above-a-cozy-bed-in-the-trunk, coffee-made-in-tin-mugs-over-a-campfire, writing-poetry-in-the-passenger-seat shit. We had fun, though. It just wasn’t pretty.

Xo, Rachel

trying again

It’s mental health awareness week, so here is a journal entry/poem that I wrote a couple months ago about the sand in my shoes holding me down, the knot in my stomach that keeps me in bed, the ache in my chest that pushes people away etc etc. It doesn’t always feel this bad, but like, sometimes it does.

there is a pain that I have yet to figure out how to mend.

at times it feels like loneliness, when I’m with people who love me.

at times it’s the illusion that I’m empty, when I’m doing things that fulfil me.

other times it’s a hunger for nothing specific.

no matter which form the pain takes, it is always present.

it always makes me feel like something is missing, but I’ll never know what that is.

i’ll only find a million pieces to a whole other puzzle.

— trying to cure depression with orange juice straight from the carton (march 2017)


Xo, Rachel 

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Caught in a mess I
Made all by myself again
And you told me so

Growing my hair out
So you won’t recognize me
You don’t know me now

Oceans in between
If we ever meet again
I’d still pull you close

Maybe you never
Meant to make a mess of me
You could help clean up

My aloe plant is
Growing big enough to heal
My whole broken heart


Xo, Rachel

for so long

For so long I’ve been running around looking for something,
Running alone, running in the dark
What am I looking for?
Am I chasing something I’ll never outrun?
For so long I’ve had shoes laced up and bags packed
For so long I’ve been running around the same track,
Surprised every time I end up back at the start
For so long I’ve been running without knowing where I was going

For so long, I can’t run anymore.


Xo, Rachel