What's in the Treehouse?
A colorful world of words that will sometimes transport you into whimsical fantasy, at times challenge you to consider a different perspective, occasionally elicit a smirk and (hopefully) usually remind us all of the depths of our humanity.
Creative nonfiction stories, fiction short stories, poetry and peaks into my own life - like opinion pieces and some life updates - all exploring what it's like to be human in our vast, changing world from the perspective of someone finding her roots in nature.
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A few posts to get you started:
The Treehouse a multi-part short story dedicated to this namesake
Anchors a short story exploring mental health
Friend, Teacher, Home a creative nonfiction exploration of the High Desert
Found a poem about discovering
Why a Treehouse?
Picture this in your mind with me: Your legs are dangling over the edge of the wooden deck, head on a pillow, birds chirping, leaves swaying. Sun rays peaking through the leafy canopy create a cacoon of perfect warmth. Clouds blur overhead in your peripherals behind your favorite book. And then your friend climbs up, backpack in tow full of snacks and books, swapping stories, trading spines. Your branchy haven becomes both escape from the world below and a new perspective as you look across the horizon, propelling you into the adventures awaiting you at the bottom of the ladder.
Yeah, that's the feeling.
Meet Your Treehouse Scout
Just a wild, curious woman bushwhacking my way through life. Still out here learning what it means to truly, actually, really love myself. And how to make decisions not out of fear, but from my deep, healing parts. Feeding my inner child one adventure and dog cuddle at a time.
Growing up too fast with too little support thrust me into adulthood as an empty shell with a nice smile, a husband in tow, and zero idea how to live. Survival had been my closest companion for decades. And writing became a haven for inner exploration.
One weekend afternoon in Southern California as a late 20 something changed everything - somehow all at once and slowly like Jupiter revolving around the sun.
Sleepless nights during a tumultuous time of healing made way for gut-wrenching, gritty poetry and a few short stories that reignited my writing.
Years later, a two-week road trip with one dog turned into living in a van as a remote worker, traveling the Western United States for two years and building our pack with two more rescue dogs while chasing hikes, swimming holes, hot springs and starlit skies.
When I’m not silently crafting witty remarks hours too late, you can find my dogs and me adventuring through nature’s playground, sleeping beneath the stars or enjoying the simple pleasures of our current life back on the grid.
P.S. You can also follow along with our adventures on Instagram!
