Outdoors on Sundays

The morning here is cool and birds are singing (thank you, Oregon) and I’m sipping on some cold brew. I’ve waited a long time to write this post because it’s incredibly dear to me and of course, that makes me nervous to share it.

“What’s my name, what’s my stations, oh, just tell me what I should do, I don’t need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you. Or bow down and be grateful and say “sure take all that you see” to the men who move only in dimly lit halls and determine my future for me.” -Fleet Foxes

This year has been full of changes in the world and the country and I think it is safe to say it’s got a lot of us thinking “What’s next?” For me, the shift in the US government has made me turn into a reluctant activist. I am a passive white girl who has had very little in the way of adversity in her life. But watching my friends hurt because of racial tension, people I respect make plans as if they are going to lose their jobs because they work in the arts and the administration’s blatant disrespect for the environment has ended my passivity. I can’t rely on others to protect what I hold dear. That’s my job now.  And, if I may be frank, it’s yours too. Obviously, I am not putting the pressure of saving the whole world, resolving wars and conflict, mending a broken education system, etc. on our shoulders. But I am saying this: Find what you love and fight for it.

If you know me or have seen this blog, you know that I love nature. The outdoors are my church, inspiration, and motivator. I have found myself deeply devastated at the way things are unfolding for environmental agencies. With climate change as an imminent threat, this disrespect is not only upsetting but dangerous. You, like me, may be asking “Why?” Here’s my (probably wrong) conclusion: People in general, do not care for what they do not know. That is my only way to understand most of the decisions made. So I decided to try to give those around me the opportunity to get acquainted with nature. Thus, the Outdoors on Sundays Project was born.

The idea is simple: I go outside every Sunday and invite whoever wants to come along. I have gone outside the 6 weeks and have committed to another 9 (16 weeks in all!). Rain or shine, sickness or health, I’ll be outside with whatever person I’ve managed to drag there with me. I just want people to get to know their beautiful home. I don’t want to sound too dramatic, but we don’t know how long our home will be this beautiful.

If you didn’t read any of the above and just looked at the pictures, please stop and read:

  1. I want to get the word out. If you are in the Portland, Oregon area and want to go outside with me, let me know.*
  2. If you are not in the area, commit to going outside more. Even if it’s a picnic in a park, the grass and trees will do you good. If you do go outside on a Sunday and are fond of Instagram, use #outdoorsonsundaysproject so I can see! 
  3. I am challenging myself and you to do something to help protect and preserve the world around you. I recently gave up meat because of animal agriculture’s environmental impact.  Recycle more, cut out grocery bags, get a reusable straw, sign petitions, go to rallies, etc. There are literally so many things to do. and they are all important and helpful. 

Honestly, I haven’t even said all that I wanted to about this. I know I’m not perfectly informed and I know that with everything that’s going on, it’s hard to see clearly what can be done. However, I know that nature belongs to all of us and that is a game changer.

Now, I am off to go outdoors. It’s Sunday, after all.

This is the link to my original Instagram post about this project.

*it is assumed that you aren’t a creep.






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