Well, I got to spend Saturday morning enjoying snowboarding for one last go of the season. I got up bright and early (and as anyone who's gone with me on a weekend should know, I usually fight with all of my might going up early), as to avoid lines and get the best snow. It was a great decision on my part. The snow for the past few weeks had been super wet, hard to carve, and not a whole lot of fun to be in. We finally got a big storm in this week, the few days before I got to go up. I was there for about 2.5 solid hours, run after run after run. I was supposed to go to a funeral with my friend, which is another reason I got up there early, however after I had gotten down off the mountain, she said she didn't need me to go with her anymore. So that left me all afternoon to be home with the dogs. It was odd being home. I haven't been home for that long of a period in a long long time. I ended up watching documentaries on titanic all day and napping. Yep, I napped, and it was wonderful. That night was Brooke's b-day celebration, and I had bought her present MONTHS ago so I couldn't wait to give it to her (I got her the Elder Wand... yep, nerdy).
Sunday I decided would be my transition: I went for a bike ride. However it was freezing, so I only did a short ride to my yoga studio to see how long it took to get there (no more than 20 minutes!) and then rode around Ogden while the streets weren't busy so I could plan out routes, etc. Later that day, it finally warmed up so I went on my normal "canyon and back" ride. I think this ride is between 12-14 miles, depending on what trail I go on. So that was basically 20 miles under my belt yesterday. Next time it's warm weather, and I have a few hours, I want to ride to see just how far I can go. Exhaust myself and then turn around. lol. Have someone on-call in case I have to be picked up somewhere.
I'm bummed that snowboarding is over with, but I really do enjoy spring/summer better. I'm excited to get those festivities underway.
Every year, my 4X4 group of friends, officially named T.A.Z.E.R. (Team Awesome Zombie Emergency Response), participates in the jeep safari in Moab over Easter weekend. They invited me a couple months ago but it's sort of been up in the air. I decided basically last minute that I'd go because I needed a weekend full of sunshine, relaxing, working out, and just getting my mind off of things in life. I'm so glad I went. It was literally just what I needed. I left right after work on Friday, and got in Moab in time to watch some of the group win prizes (pretty dang good prizes) in a raffle. We made our way back to camp, in the dark. I made my friend Alex drive my corolla up the path since I had never really taken it anything up like that. I just want to say how dang proud I am of my corolla! She made it up some pretty steep, and rocky stuff! We had a fire that night and got ready for bed. The next morning I woke up to one of the most gorgeous sunrises ever. I had no idea that the canyon we were camping in was so stunning (but then again, isn't everything in Moab stunning?). We headed in to town for some breakfast and to just explore the city a little. After breakfast, we decided to try our hands at the arches hike. It said strenuous as the difficulty level, however there was only one tiny portion that was slightly difficult. In fact, I wanted to keep going, I didn't want our hike to end. Arches is really incredible to look at. But the sad thing? It was crazy busy, there was a LINE to take your picture under it, and my cell phone had perfect reception up there. Weird. Anyways. After arches we went to tour a local winery and I ended up buying a bottle (yum). We wandered around downtown Moab a little longer, got souvenirs, and just enjoyed the warm sun. We headed back to camp, ate dinner, and just talked around the fire until I could barely hold my head up. (it was only 11 btw, Moab is exhausting!) Everyone had been there since about Tuesday or Wednesday so they were all pretty beat and wanted to head home first thing Sunday morning. I decided that since I brought my bike that I wanted to try my hand at some of the trails. I was slightly nervous because I had never mountain biked in Moab and the movie "127 hours" scared the crap out of me. So I made my plan. I picked a beginner trail that hooked onto an intermediate trail. All in all, it was just over 10 miles. I sent a message Gabby just in case I got stuck under a boulder, then she'd know about where I was to send help (maybe a little extreme I know). The ride was incredible. Exhilarating. I guess the way that I went ended up being a little more technically difficult then it should have been, but that just adds to the experience! I snapped some really great pictures, and had some fantastic alone time. I was going to head back to town after the ride to eat, but I just wanted to get home by that point. I smelled bad, I was tired, and I missed my puppies! I got home around 4 or 5 that night, didn't even have the energy to shower, so I took a bath, and proceeded to melt into my couch. I'm stoked for my summer activities (let's face it, I enjoy summer a whole lot more). So that was my Easter weekend. Pretty much fantastic. The thing I love about Moab is that everywhere you look, it is a beautiful site, one that could easily be on a postcard. I can't wait to go back down!
Fire! I absolutely love fire |
The canyon where our camp was |
Other side of the canyon |
Arches, looking in from a hole in the wall |
I didn't stand in line to take this picture, take that "the man" |
soaking up the sun, lookin at the arch |
I went over when there wasn't a line anymore, I look tiny compared to the arch! |
from our hike in arches |
I saw these little bolts on my bike ride and I got jealous that I'm not a better climber... I need to work on that |
The slick rock trail I did |
Way off in the distance is balancing rock, from my bike ride |
A picture by Gavin of the whole group. Love this picture |
Random picture: I did my hair like this for Hunger Games |
My wall in my bedroom finally is no longer empty! |
This is going to be a very sensitive blog for me. One that's been in the making for the past 8 years of my life. As time passes, I become more and more firm in the belief that the decision I'm making is correct. I've spent much time reading, listening, talking, meditating, praying, and contemplating. This decision is one that will surely cause tears in some of those in my life. One that has caused far more tears in me then I have ever thought it would. It was a painful decision. A very well thought out decision. One that I did not rush in to. A decision, where the longer and deeper I thought about it, the more pain, and then peacefulness I've felt. The decision has been made. And now I'm dealing with the pain in the aftermath. Not pain in my heart, but the pain I know it will cause others. This is what's causing me pain. I know that this was the right decision for me, I haven't ever been at more peace, or had more happiness. I need this to be communicated clearly to my family. I want to communicate my true thoughts and feelings to everyone before the rumors begin to spread. I'm hopeful that untrue, hurtful rumors won't spread, however it's something I understand may happen. I ask everyone to listen to me and avoid casting judgement. I need my family to know the reason why I've chosen this, and I want them to understand I do know exactly what this may cause. I'm preparing for the worst, hoping for the best. I know that this decision has the potential to alienate me from those I love, those I grew up with, and those around me. I understand this risk.
I've left the LDS church. I've left the church that my entire family has based their whole lives on. I've deserted the faith that was instilled in me from the very beginning. My whole world as I used to know it has crashed down on me. I want it to be completely understood that I am not one bit bitter for being in the church. I am NOT an anti-mormon. I did not leave the church due to disagreement with another member, due to being offended, because I want to be "rebellious" and not follow the commandments, for my want to "sin", nor for lack of faith in God. I have simply come to the very sad realization that the church is not what it claims to be, that its doctrine is false, and that the LDS church is not where I wish to be. In Hamlet, Polonius gave his son the advice, "This above all, -- To thine own self be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man." For me, in being true to myself, I cannot "live a lie." Therefore, I can't align myself with the Mormon religion, even though it does have some beneficial teachings and enjoyable social experiences. I am VERY grateful for the way I was raised, and for the amazing family I have. I'm grateful for the seed of service that the church taught me from an early age, that has helped me become a beautiful person. I want you to know that I am not "Godless". I am more spiritual now then I have ever been in my entire life. I'm making this choice on my own. I believe that there is a "higher power", that is not easily defined, and effects our lives in every possible way. I also believe that no one has the right to tell anyone else that their way of worship is incorrect. This has caused far too much pain, misunderstanding, and even death in this world. I'm a firm believer of respect.
The Eleventh Article of Faith states that the church allows all men the same privilege--to let everyone worship how, where, or what they may. I feel strongly about this for everyone. I will not talk to any of you about my beliefs or church history unless you ask about it first. And I hope that you will not preach Mormonism to me, unless I ask about it. I am sorry if I have let any of you down, or have "forgotten" who I am. I assure you that I am the same person you knew before, and I am constantly trying to better myself. "I must see my life as a work in progress, nothing about me is ever final".
What I fear is that I will be known in my family as the "apostate". That I will be talked down upon. I'm scared that I'll lose connections with cousins, and more importantly my own siblings. I know that this has caused quite a lot of hurt in my parents. I am reminded every time I talk to my mother (which is become less and less frequent) of the failure she feels she's done at raising me. I want nothing more than for her to realize she did an amazing job at raising me. I'm a strong, beautiful, and caring member of our society. I love and give respect to everyone. I'm non-judgemental and long to serve my fellowman. I know that we can get along, grow, respect each other's differences, socialize, and have happiness in this life we live in. Remember that we are nothing more than the sum of our experiences. You are, always and forever, in the moment of pure creation. The point of life is therefore to create--who and what you are, and then to experience that. And believe it or not, happiness does exist outside of the church; because the Mormons do not have the monopoly on truth. I urge you to listen to your feelings. Listen to your highest thoughts. Listen to your experiences. In doing so we will all find our own truth. These are the things we should rely on--our own truth, knowledge, and experiences The purpose of the human soul is to experience all of it--so that it can be all of it. I look forward to every new experience.
Religion shouldn't be the only glue that holds a family together. I am and will always be your loving sister, cousin, niece, aunt, and friend. I will always have respect and love for you, as I know God will as well. I just hope to have the same from you. If I don't however, I know that I will continue to be the person I am, and be very proud of who I'm constantly becoming.
So I've had quite a lot go down lately throughout life, since about my November Disneyland trip. I figure pictures are the best way to show everything that's happened, so let's go ahead and get started: (BTW, blogger is driving me nuts today and I can't seem to figure it out, so none of these are really in any particular order.... lame
Decorations for Brooke's Bachelorette Party |
Birthday at Tao, my fortune cookie cake |
Brookie's wedding :) |
Andy eyeballin' my birthday cake Ellie made for me |
I made cake balls.... delicious |
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Reminds me of Boyfriend's van |
The "Wine Rack" from Gabby for Christmas |
My Christmas PJ's |
My mountain of clothes I collected, there were about six more bags that I collected later |
I can't help but laugh out loud when I read this |
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Finished Tattoo |
First time boarding of the season, two days before Thanksgiving! |
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Ghost hunting tour with Gabby, Jeremy, and Boyfriend |
Having fun with my hair, sideways braid |
Niece Kai's tree at Festival of Trees |
James' picture of how I see life (sunshine vomitting pink bunnies and rainbows) |
Tattoo halfway done |
Taking my nephew snowboarding |
When I was sick, little nurse Bella wouldn't leave my side. She's a good dog sometimes |
Outline of Tattoo done |
Pinata fun at New Years |
Powder Mountain |
Powder Mountain Sign |
New Roommate Clint |
Christmas present from Scott |
V-day present from my wifee Gabby |
Gabby and I in Vegas |
Girls at Las Vegas |
On the boat ride in the Venetian
Boyfriend on his birthday, taking a break from skiing/boarding Brighton, drinking out of his birthday glass |
My life has been revolving around the bikram studio on the weekdays, and the mountain on the weekends. I try to get as much snowboarding as I possibly can in. I'm signing up for a year membership at bikram, and I'm stoked. I also have decided that I need to put more effort into training for rock climbing, can you imagine how many adventures I could have doing that? Take my mountain bike out, and my climbing gear, and just explore! Gosh, it gives me goosebumps thinking about everything I'm going to be able to do with myself!
Also, on a side note, I got to go to Las Vegas for my birthday and for my best friend's bachelorette party.... Uh-Maze-Balls.... that's all I have to say. My friends took me to an amazing Thai restaurant at the Venitian for my birthday. Then we went on a gondola ride, (hard to do in a dress) and then did the wax museum. We topped off the night at a silly night club and then wandering the strip, ending up eating yummy soup at 2 am. The next day was devoted to the beautiful bride. We explored the strip again, went shopping, went to dinner, went to my first male review (please please please no one ever take me to one for my bachelorette party!) and danced our booties off at club moon (the feeling of just dancing with my besties is hard to top). It was a fantastic trip, easily the best trip I've ever had to Vegas. I'm a really lucky girl to have these ladies in my life!
My big sis loves me.... she dedicated an entire post subject to yours truly. Who cares if she's making fun of me? I love any sort of attention I can get!
Soooo I'm stealing Nicole's blog, simply because I was there on so many adventures with her AAAAANNNNDDDD I'm too lazy to make my own ;) so go here to see the many different adventures I went on this year.