Don’t Feed the Fucking Grey Jays

…and other lessons. When I first heard the phrase, “living to recreate”, in regards to how some PNW-ers choose to build their lives, it shifted something in me.

As a recovering perfectionist, “gifted” child (oy!) whose worth was dependent on her job, the idea that we work to play in the mountains was a game changer. Adventures can fall into my lap now, and part of it has been finding my version of flexibility. Type A flexibility? Selective flexibility?

Either way, let’s muse on how us neuro-divergent, anxious babes can find ways to make our worlds larger and our range of experiences more diverse.