Wood ċȏʟʟєċṭıȏṅẓ...cabin яєғʟєċṭıȏṅẓ.↟
Supplement game is still strong, even away from home.
I’m not an organizational guru, and I don’t aspire to be one.
I thrive on simplicity, and I like pretty things. Pretty things motivate me to do not pretty things... like take supplements.
So we threw all of our vitamins in a sandwich bag and picked out this cute little dish at the cabin where we’re staying to pour them all in.
They sit right by the sink and my oil box as my daily reminder.
All of the supplements are different colors, so I don’t get confused about what to take.
Red softgel- essential fatty acids for heart and brain
Brown capsule- whole food nutrients for whole body fuel
White capsule- Alpha CRS cellular Complex for healthy cells and energy
And I think a few Copaiba softgels are swimming around in there too because you never know when you need a little extra help sleeping on vaca. Not sedation mind you... natural sleep that works WITH your natural body clock/circadian rhythm.
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Really tempted to lock myself in here and never ever leave
What a beautiful day! 🏔🍂✨
Went from wearing heels and makeup in the city, to Danners and babies in the bush. 🙃🌲
Even Oktoberfest days begin with serenity at Run of the River. Thank you to our guest Danielle for this gorgeous photo of a peaceful morning!
Hey soul, don’t you know this isn’t the end of your story. It never is. You know that rugged grit of disappointment and shame... the “no one would understands” ...yeah those and so many more. All the unanswered questions that brought that posture heavy handed. You know that fierce hinting whisper that calls grace a liar and mercy of no effect, that whisper....the one that Hones into your most vulnerable and worrisome ideas...fears.....those nagging and robbing ones....full fanged and ready to poison. Those aren’t the end of your story either.
The fetters of pain and lost causes ....Hopelessness that echoes into all of your hearts desire...the one saddest thing that you can’t put words to ..the one thing that you believe redemption power just can’t make a melody of. That hiding scar, the incurable wound... yeah that’s not the end of your story either, soul. No, it’s not. Every downcast and downright injustice, every wailing tear, every silent yet unearthing groan... that’s not the end either. Remember all of those promises, hopes and dreams. Remember them as real as hands to hold, remember the ones that now bring the ache...the isolating prick of devastation..... the ones that even the thought of manifest into piercing pains.....yes those hopes. The ones that now hurt, they aren’t the end of your story either, soul. They are not. Mercy doesn’t mind your madness or favor your gladness. Love lifts. Always raises the good, real and right. Resurrects. Grace unfolds the part we couldn’t see, the redemption song. The part that knows that In the deepest dark, true sight is born...that kind that only sees, eyes wide open through the pitch black. The sight that can’t be taken or obtained, only given. Eyes to see. The seeing that doesn’t rely on my abilities and understanding ... but that good warm home of seeing WHO Is really only right. Seeing light through the dark. The miraculous. The only face you can behold and all at once...the making, the breaking..THE MAKER, makes sense of. Because that’s what love does. Love makes sense of the night. (Continued in comments) 🖤
One for the books❄️ Ps. Check our Q&A from the Highlights!
Follow us as we take a trip through the mountains to the clouds that the peaks touch. Stick close and try and keep up. Feeling weak, just breathe, take a second think about a place you love, release the tension.
Ain’t nothin’ haunted about this lil house...but that sky last night...wowza! ☾*⋆
I was reaching for a snack, but he grabbed my hand. I’ll take it.
I simply love that cozy cabin
Take a look at everything you’re doing with your life and make sure you’d choose it all again 🍂
As much as I love long haul flights and experiencing new cultures nothing compares to this feeling. Long road trips, country music blasting, quality time with with my mum, familiar sites, the scent of fresh pine and mother freakin’ nature baby.
This weather has us wishing we were in a cozy cabin 😍🌲
Photo by @arc.only