Say YES to Life!!!

My journey the past five years has taken me many places. But I find that the happiest of places is always on a trail somewhere in the beautiful outdoors in Arizona; or on a road trip to another state that has its own Beauty to share. 

For me the outdoors infuses me with the  energy and joy that keeps that smile on my face more times than not.  

When I step onto that trail, I am noticing the beauty in each step I take and all that surrounds me. 

My last adventure in northern Arizona took me to a few places of heavenly beauty. Oak Creek Canyon near Sedona is one of my favorite places.  It continually changes as the seasons  meld into each other . The beautiful fall colors, the water flowing through the streams and the canyon that surrounds you,  brings peace to anyones existence. 

I decided 5 years ago not to be that victim or to let what happened to me Define my life. The healing took place over a few years but I knew that if I didn’t start living my life and saying YES to life, that I would be stuck; stuck in a place that had no life, Joy, or happiness. I went out and found my own Adventures with friends or by myself. And I found myself continually drawn to God’s Beauty in the outdoors. For me, that’s my heaven here on Earth.

We all get up every day, go to our prospective jobs and do what we have to do to survive. But are we living? Are you living? 

Saying YES to life and going out there and living it may have to be a directional change for some. A change that could Empower your life and Propel it to the next level. How exciting is that?

So ask yourself, “Am I living my life, Or am I just existing?”

Think about what you’re passionate about, what puts a smile on your face, and joy in your heart. That will guide  you down the path of living, and saying YES to life.😊😊

As always… keep hiking to the top!!

Kimberly Rae


Here’s What I Know For Sure…

I know that we have to create our own happiness and let others add to it.

I know that love in it’s purest form is all I need.

I know it isn’t our job to fix people; but to encourage and inspire.

I know that life can beat me down, but it’s how I get up and face it, that strengthens my character.

I know people come and go in my life, but I have learned something from each one of them, and I thank them for that.

I know that men and women can be just friends – and that is okay:)

I know that my life will never change unless I do something I have never done.

I know that living in the moment allows me to see things I might have missed.

I know  that a rose bud that has just opened is the most fragrant as is a new relationship  just beginning to bloom.

I know my children are the best part of me. I am so proud of who they have become.

I know the pain that comes from a love lost and the renewed person that comes from it.

I know that a few good friends out way many.

I know the beauty of the mountains and the quiet of the slow moving stream.

I know God’s love and that he believes in me.

I know that I’m happy and I love my life.

I know the depth of my soul is only as deep as the love I have for myself.

I know that true beauty lies within, not in the cover.

What I do know for sure is every ending has a new beginning – so no  matter where you are at in the circle of life; beginning, middle, or end, make it the best and truly live in each moment that crosses your path.


The Journey is the Reward!

Keep hiking to the top.

Kimberly Rae

Our Paths in Life

The breeze is quiet as it catches a few strands of my long hair.  They wisp across my face; like the tickle of a soft feather as it brushes so gently over my face.  The birds are having their own social gathering as I sit peacefully in the old Green Adirondack chair.  The floor beneath my feet is damp from the rain, mixed with wood-chips, pine needles and remnants of hours of fun.


I reflect upon my morning hike and parallel that journey with life…

The trail started out smooth; a gradual incline.  A 1300 foot elevation gain by the time I would make it to my destination. But nothing I couldn’t handle.  I stopped along the way to take in the beautiful surroundings.  I continued on, only to find myself on a rocky trail.  I had to watch my step.  My journey was beginning to be more challenging.  As I was adjusting to the new terrain – I came to a roadblock.  The large oak had fallen to its death, blocking the trail I was on.




I had to make a choice, so I could keep moving forward.  At this point, I needed to tap into my patience, my faith, and my perseverance so I could make it over this hurdle without getting hurt.  I could have taken the easy way and made a path  around it.  But I decided I needed to take some risks and with that, the possibility of being hurt.  I had to start breaking down those walls.  I slowly rolled over the massive log and touched ground on the other side.  Not as hard as I thought:)  As I moved on, the terrain became very rocky.  But as I continued to take baby steps and appreciate my surroundings – my journey became manageable.  I soon found myself walking on smooth ground.

In life, we find ourselves somewhere on this trail.  We are all there at some point in our life.  How we move forward is a choice only we can make.  If we take the time, to make a choice, to make a change – the trail smooths out.

Where are you on your journey?

Keep Hiking to the top!!

Kimberly Rae



Lingering Thoughts

The cool breeze whispers

through the slightly open window.

The clouds are lingering

and the wind chime sings it’s sweet song.

Memories of you sneak into my thoughts

as they do from time to time:)

You gave me eyes to see.

I was blinded by my past.

and you opened my world… and I fell in.


We are on two separate paths you and I.

I, knowing where I’m going; YOU??


Our paths may never cross or meet again.

But you’ll always be able to find me in your words.;)

Kimberly Rae


The End of a Season


I sit quietly on the edge of the crystal clear spring watching the leaves who have lost their color, fall slowly onto the clear water below.  They remind me of snowflakes drifting from above, not one, like the other.  It’s God‘s way of saying it’s time to move on; Winter is coming.  I take my hiking shoes off and dip my worn feet into it’s coolness.  The leaves go floating by as if little boats on their way to another destination.  It is peaceful; serene.  If I knew no one would chance by, I would take my clothes off and be one with nature and float with the leaves.  Sometimes it’s just fun not knowing where you are going:)  I like that kind of spontaneity.  Which is why I hiked all the way down to the natural springs to find it.  Being in the outdoors always centers me and brings me closer to God.  The beauty here is breathtaking.  Some may not see it that way, as the trees are almost all brown.  A little yellow and orange peak in every now and then, but the vibrant red is no longer.  I see beauty all around me, as I sit here feeling okay, as I am about to embark on the holiday season without that someone special again.  For a moment, I feel a little sad, but it goes away, because I have so much to be thankful for. God has put so much in my life and has allowed me to experience just as much.  I have great family and a few good friends and of course, my undying love for those Hallmark Christmas movies.  LOL  I know, corny and unrealistic.  But the hopeless romantic in me will always be there.  I get joy out of seeing two people find each other in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the holiday season.  It all puts a smile on my face.

The leaves are moving on, the snow will begin to fall and new life will spring up all over again.  And I will be there to see it all unfold.

So… find your peace/joy/happiness this holiday season.  The leaves have fallen, the turkey will show itself soon, and the evergreens will smell so amazing!!!

May you smile everyday this season:):)

Keep hiking to the top,

Kimberly Rae

What I learned on My Summer Vacation…

How cliché right?  Especially if you’re a teacher.  I would never give my students a prompt like this or any prompt for that matter.   They should write what they are passionate about not what I tell them to write about.  So I’m writing about what I learned this summer, because it is important to me.  We are always learning and growing as we move on in life.  I’m still discovering who I am as we all should.

As a teacher, my 3 month summer vacation is really only 2 months and then when you take away the week of classes, taking down and setting up, I am left with 5 weeks.  I can’t believe school will be starting in a week and a half.  I have been in my classroom almost everyday since I got back from my travels.  The overwhelmingness (OK, not a word)  of it all is starting to hit me as it does every year.

Before I reflect, I want to preface my awareness’ by saying, I have moved on with my life.  But as you know, I keep it real.  And when you’re real, your true feelings and emotions come out. So many of us repress them and hide them from others.  We are still allowed to remember the past even when we are moving toward the future.

I traveled on some familiar ground this summer; ground I shared with the person from my recent past.  I could tell you every place we stepped foot in and on, what we were wearing, what we said; I felt the laughter and the good times we had in all those places.  I miss that part of him; that easy-going, fun, spontaneous, adventurous person that he was.  The way we were always in sync; the depths of our inner souls that we knew and shared with one another. That is a lot to have with someone else; maybe only a one time thing.  But I also realized, when we came back from our travels that he wasn’t always there for me.  I fought for his attention.  He was in his own world; I was just someone to keep him company when he wanted it.  He put me down more than I wanted to see.  But he would encourage me at the same time.  He didn’t know what he wanted; he still doesn’t, he just pretends.  No matter now.  I didn’t feel the hurt in my gut.  What I felt was joy and peace.  I know how far I have come.  I was weak when I was with him.  He left so I could become who I am.  That I thank him for.  I wish him enough.



I know that my career in teaching elementary is almost over.  I came to see how much I want to be in nature, so I can hike, kayak, write and just enjoy all the beauty that God has created.  I find myself gravitating to those places.  The same places he and I talked about settling in.  I learned that I have always been an adventurer.  I looked back on my life and realized I was always looking for that next adventure.  I just wasn’t with the right person at the time; until I met the last person in my life.  I am more like my dad than I thought.  He always told me to live my life; even the night before he passed away he made me promise to keep exploring life.  Well, I certainly have.

I have overcome fears that I had in the past.  I find myself experiencing things I would have never tried before. (Outdoor adventures, that is:)) Because there is no one saying behind my back, “Oh, she won’t do that.”  I can, I will, and I have:)  So there!

I am finally at a place in my life where I like who I am. I don’t need a man to be happy or to define me.  I have male friends and acquaintances that I value and respect. But I haven’t met the man who I’m going to share my life with; not yet.  Notice I said, “I’m going to.”  My thoughts are positive about where I am and where I’m going. I share my happiness in life by smiling everyday, hoping that it catches on to the next person that sees me:)

I learned that I had to lose a few good friends in order to move on with my life.  I cherish those relationships and will look back fondly on the time I had with them.  I let the negative things go and focus on the positive. Life is too short.

So… as the summer comes to an end for this teacher, I wish you all well enough;  enough life and living to sustain you, enough to be happy.

Keep hiking to the top,


Kimberly Rae


The Spirit of Adventure!

I flip-up the old silver latches that are secured tightly on my dark blue trunk.  It holds the special memories I choose to keep from my past.  My journals compile most of the space along with letters from secret admirers, family and friends; a few artifacts thrown in there to commemorate one thing or another; but all have meaning to me and really only me.

I started journeling when I was 10.  My parents had just divorced and other tragedies seemed to follow; so I wrote.  It was how I dealt with life and all that it  brought.  I didn’t really have anyone to talk to at the time.  I was the oldest and was the protector of my siblings; the pen and paper were my therapists.

As I was carefully pulling things out – I came across my adventure book; a list and pictures of all the things I wanted to do and places I wanted to go.  I was already the mountain explorer when I was at my dad’s cabin.  I knew every inch of that wooded floor.  But my mother had other ideas for me.  So… I walked down the runway and posed real pretty, but I knew that wasn’t for me.  My passion was traveling and exploring the unknown.  I wanted to write about my adventures and share them with the world.  Ohhhh… the dreams of a young child, never lack imagination.

As I was reading through the pages, I realized I hadn’t done or gone to any of the places I wrote about.  About the only thing I continued to do was write.  I began to feel sad that it took me so long to have my adventures; age 49 to be exact.  (Thank you F.A.)

But really, if you think about it, isn’t life itself the adventure?  

My adventures today are more like the scripted pages of my book that I wrote as a child.  My life between then and now was just a different kind of adventure –

Have  I climb mountains?  Yes! metaphorically maybe but I’ve done a lot of climbing

Have I felt that rush of excitement as if I were kayaking down a  raging  river?  Yes!  When I had my children; pain and joy all at the same time:)

Have I walked miles and miles, exhausted but feeling good at the same time?  Yes!  When I got my Masters Degree raising two kids on my own.  What an awesome sense of accomplishment:)

So… my life really has been an adventure.  The kind that has prepared me to live out my childhood book; as I travel and explore all over.  A single woman empowered to forge on to wherever the road takes her.  I am her!

All of our experiences in life bring us to where we are today; good or bad.  My choices earlier on didn’t allow me to be who I was.  But God had a plan.  Things don’t always happen on our timeline But they do happen.  I am so grateful that I am able to explore the unknown, meet new people, climb new mountains, and just experience all that life has to offer.

What does your adventure book look like?  Where have you gone?  or better yet, where are you going?

The journey is the reward, isn’t it?

Keep hiking to the top,

Kimberly Rae

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