7. Kelley City PARK

Written November 1st, 2018:

On October 30th, 2018; Dawn and I met at Kelley Park.

Located at the confluence of the Colombia and Willamette’s rivers; the dynamic tension of these fierce rivers colliding, reverberates directly in the hollowed ground which pronounces defiance against the coming vindication of cold pressured waters.

Dawn began the conversation by asking me how I’ve been. She knows I’ve started pelvic physical therapy and the last time we spoke I was feebly processing.

We started our walk reading the park information and as I ruminated the word confluence pondering its greater significance … Dawn brought up one of her favorite plants growing in this region cottonwood . It took massive restraint to allow her to continue gracefully as connect deeply with cottonwood. I used to be allergic. I’m not sure anymoreπŸ€”. I find their mystic charming and practical.y ancestors have used cottonwood in quite resourceful ways.

Accomplishing some grace, Dawn described her fascination with cottonwood:

Cottonwood blooms on late winter and is harvested after a winter storm smashes and breaks the plant. What’s cool is that you don’t have to do any work to harvest cottonwood.

You’ve able to make teas with the buds to help with colds and aches.

We chit chatted about the exact timing of these blooming wonderful phenoms. I noted the importance of the confluence of the storm and cottonwood being significant to what type of ailment a niche may posses.

Kelly Park’s river bed produced this one of a kind and unique … I don’t even know a name for it ! Like a tide pool, instead of rock, it’s grass 🀯

Each tree is characterized by what Dawn coins, “mangy”ness. I got a chuckle from relating the trees to the tide pool swamp to mangy trees. It was a blast laughing and making jokes about the “character” of trees.

On a serious note, my complex PTSD was cycling bc my instinct for danger was high as soon as I arrived. If you’ve perceived and experienced what I have for one step, it isn’t as scary when you’re prepared.

That gut feeling was accurate as we found a needle on the beach. I couldn’t leave that place until we figured out how to dispose of it properly because their are children that come on this shore for field trip. Even so, it’s wrong – evil and I can’t Abide in it, nor leave that spot until the evil was disposed of … challenge accepted !

It was a challenge because there were no “sharps disposal” or a safe place to clean this mess up!

Like Mami always says,

A messy room is a messy head !

I recommend a “sharps disposal” and more trash services at Kelley Park. How else are our little Smokey the Bear children going to enjoy freedom?

I’m simply asking so I can do the necessary good.

We ended up giving it to God. He’s got it from here.

Trash can please, at Kelley Park. I don’t like having panic attacks on my walk.

6. Council Crest Park

On October 27th, 2018; I took a Therapeutic walk of Council Crest Park.

Walking helps me through my physical therapy. Needless to say, I won’t be bullied into medical care professionals “health plan” for me unless it also aligns with God’s plan for my health goals. Being hormone, food allergy and medication free ignites a pure happy, healthy, and free countenance. A lightness of being that is amplified by God’s soothing botanical “healing agents”.

This transitional – neutral zone of loving myself is now engaged, headed course for new beginnings! πŸ›Ά

The trails, views and altogether design of Council Crest Park denotes a sense and urgency to “tuck in as you head to the top”. This natural law of physics / nature denotes the feeling of acceleration.

Even the cute couple who was having their “save the date” photos taken at this popular viewing spot seemed rushed and demandingly rehearsed on the spot.

There seems to be an obvious point to this park for people passing through, however for dog lovers and the like this park is beautiful in its pointed-pointlessness.

It’s simple splendor and view, I’m reminded of a thought I had about a huge cedar tree that obscures a notable portion of the top view. Sometimes we can be grateful for an obstacle growing in our view of our visions of happiness. That huge cedar blocking the view stresses the importance of looking in when you’re at the top. Stop and take a look at the other wonder in the middle (I think is a water tower).

I’m grateful I made it from the top to get to the bottom to get to the top again the right way.

In the light of present circumstances… in the star of our nation state of Pittsburg at the Tree of Life Synagoge. Where a massacre during a baby naming ceremony on the Jewish Holy Day Sabbath, we’re admonished of the importance of keeping that “anticipated view” of that future by looking in and basking in the enjoyment of why (our purpose here) in the midst of this spiritual battle ground.

Anchored in our faith in God and all He βš“οΈpromises us, let’s pray for the 4 year old girl who was abducted today in Vancouver Washington. πŸ™βœοΈ let’s pray for the families of the good, innocent, lost on this day to the allowance of evil.

Anti-Semitism is Anti- Purity.

The evil that disseminated through Pittsburg is the same evil hatred that abducted that little innocent, precious child.

Evil doesn’t think anything is sacred, innocent, pure, or virtuous. Evil people use cues, we the innocent, unwittingly give out that we are meek- weak- vulnerable, to prey on us. They use tricky language and grey areas to incite our fear bodies. Then we, the innocent, blame ourselves for putting ourselves into these situations… when evil targets and preys on us- perpetuating the vicious cycle.

Jesus is the chain-breaker in vicious cycles. Jesus broke all my chains.

Solemnly, I offer this view: This slow walk of nothingness; to my Lord and I pray for Pittsburg, our president and our nation. May God bless America βœοΈπŸ˜‡πŸŽΌπŸ™β™₯οΈπŸ§˜πŸ»β€β™€οΈπŸ™πŸπŸ›Άβš“οΈπŸ’―πŸ„β›²οΈπŸ’ŽπŸ’ŽπŸ¦‰

5. Smith and Bybee 🐝 Wetlands Preservation Park

October 23rd, 2018

On this fine Tuesday morning, Dawn and I explored the Portland Metro GreenSpaces Project; better known as The Smith and Bybee Wetlands Park.

The entrance sign from the main busy road along the graffiti painted train cars is challenging to see, making it easy to miss when driving there the first time. One wouldn’t expect to find this gem among its surroundings. Yet, Dawn road her bike simply from her pad in Portland Metro.

The history of the Portland Metro Wetlands includes the breakdown of a habitat after major development that destroyed the natural rhythms of nature.

There’s good literature, plenty of sculpture art, and interactive trail guides for school field trips.

We were fortunate to be in the wake of an elementary school classes’ field trip of the vast 2,000+ acre nature sanitary. Dawn is kindly showing the informational tools provided by Portland Metro to educate our community.

The main emphasis of significance of the Smith and Bybee Wetlands is its peculiarly treasured manner in which it gently and firmly expresses its transformations in seasons.

Dawn and I discussed how she noticed this particular and charming trait over the years living in the Portland Metro area. Dawn; as many volunteers, community activists, and pioneers, resonates with the small creatures that honor the wetlands with their presence after decades of industrial havoc.

Thanks to the humble efforts of the Portland Metro, GreenSpaces, community artists, grant writers, and so many to name: Salmon, beavers, blue herons, ospreys, and bunnies are back! Dawn graciously shared her childhood love and relationship with the beavers here. She even showed me her beaver tattoo on her shin! I thought it was jazztastical because I Love beavers! Cute lil humble carpenters reminded Dawn and I of our own meekly beautiful efforts to make our environment better for ourselves and our families.

*Note: no beavers seen*πŸ˜•

Our deep conversation is sacred. Yet, what I can share is how these natural changes in our backyards show us how to forgive ourselves and others. It’s spaces as these that make a clearing for facing what is down low, underneath the surface.

The wetlands show you how ugly and bitter it can be when it floods a trail one may normally take yesterday and because today the wetlands decided it’s not summer anymore, the people (who didn’t get the memo) are walking/biking the long way.

The wetlands also demonstrates how forgiving and generous it is when our community becomes aware of “all creatures great and small” by restoring itself and displaying its natural beauty with delicate grace.

Dawn and I talked about this concept when she mentioned the static over President Trump’s decision to fire transgender employees. I’m not sure what is what because I choose to not look into it at this time bc it’s late and I’m sleepy.

What I will say, I love our president and I trust him to do what’s in the best interest of our economy. I pray for the people who are afraid of their livelihoods because of these seemingly threatening conversations.

On the other hand, I don’t like the words “safe space” to describe what transgender, lgbt?, and mental health advocates/counselors are possibly suggesting. It inherently implies that we are not standing on a safe space !

I believe all this fear of what we are now seeing in our communities, states, and nation will be achieved through what is happening already.

Dawn actually said it when we were talking deeply about growing through the stages of life and how it mirrors the very ground we were sitting on.

“If someone were to ask me what the most important key to recovery … I’d say ‘relationships'”

Yes! It’s the quality of relationships with ourselves and others, down to the bees, that ushers in waters of healing.

Relationships are conversations. Everything is possible with communication.

I believe focusing on the beauty of transgender; in an innocent – child like way, so forgiven me if I sound silly.

Men also like to see something beautiful just for pretty’s sake. It’s a human purpose is to gaze upon the glory of this living temple!

Males identifying as females or vice versa is very Shakespearean to me. The word itself is an acronym Shakespeare created to describe this “all the world’s a stage” critique of our present society; dressed as a girl.

It’s bringing that ground level to focus. Adam was once both Adam and Eve before God took out a rib.

Aren’t we all trying to go to a place of peace where we believe we are whole? Worthwhile?! Glorious and gorgeous ? Honored and dare I say it? Beloved?

It’s easy to pick out what’s missing when there’s a clearing. Yet, the faithful and patient experience the time and season for things.

It’s better to pick out what’s useful and good. And abide.

Dawn and I enjoyed a really great lunch at Rose City. Highly recommend!

My hope is to inspire ya’ll to explore your neighborhoods. Make it exotic. Ooooo lookie! A little brown bird! Tehehe LBB, for short.

If you’re in the Portland Metro, come out and volunteer! Enjoy a romantic canoe ride with the love of your life. Go for a mediative me-time walk. I’m going to see about volunteering !

Praying ya’ll make all your blessings exoticπŸ˜‡

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4. Tryon Creek State Park

Tryon Creek State Park is located on the inner SE Portland region. This park is where I go to listen to God. With nearly a half dozen trails, children’s nature discovery center, and equestrian accommodations; Tryon Creek State Park inspires lofty silence, deep chats, and joyful exclamations.

Awareness is possible on several levels when faced with this park’s beauty.

Trails range from 1-4 miles, making this destination great for people recovery, children and old folks. The trails are well maintained and clear of debris.

On this October day, fall embellishes the maple tree line a dazzling spectacle. While the forest floor becomes covered with fallen leaves, the trails are enchanting!

The convenient signs reminds one of their way. I’ve easily gotten lost in the green wonder and utilized the signs to calm my anxiety down.

Oregon native plants are the main event here! Tryon Creek State Park combines local, state and federal efforts to preserve and protect this natural habitat.

The Shelter provides a simple and clean place to have a picnic, bring the kids for an education walk informational, or maybe even a wedding?!?!

Whichever level you’re at; Tryon Park encourages growth, inside and outside ourselves.

May God bless you and heal you- as He has me!

#mentalhealth #health #walking #parks #exploreparks

πŸπŸ’―πŸŽΌπŸ˜Žβ™₯οΈπŸ§˜πŸ»β€β™€οΈπŸ˜‡πŸŽ‰β˜ΊοΈπŸ„πŸŽƒπŸ”₯πŸ΅πŸ™πŸ€“πŸ― πŸ™ŒπŸΌ If there’s anyone in Portland that may benefit from these resources and links?

Here they are : Unity Health Center Folk TimeBoys and Girls Aid of Portland City of Portland Park and Rec Info

Portland Memory Garden

I dwell in possibilities…

– Emily Dickinson

3. The Portland Memory Garden

The last few to several past weeks I’ve stepped out of my comfort zone of internal healing and embarked on fulfilling my curiosity of Portland.

On October 3rd, I volunteered with Helping Hands and it’s gorgeous people, Dawn and Julia, at The Portland Memory Garden in NW Portland.

This is where I found my new favorite flower: anemones.

Julia welcomed me into the garden when I first arrived. I had arranged to met Dawn there from Unity/Folk Time and didn’t realize she said “weeding”. I heard “reading” and thought that was a great idea for a garden designed for those who suffer from and aid those persons with Alzheimer’s disease.

However, once a month Helping Hands gathers community members to weed, rack leaves, and general garden enthusiasts in order to maintain the lovely crafted grounds.

I’ll update this post as November’s volunteer day is coming soon!

#mentalhealth #health #walking #parks #exploreparks

πŸπŸ’―πŸŽΌπŸ˜Žβ™₯οΈπŸ§˜πŸ»β€β™€οΈπŸ˜‡πŸŽ‰β˜ΊοΈπŸ„πŸŽƒπŸ”₯πŸ΅πŸ™πŸ€“πŸ― πŸ™ŒπŸΌ If there’s anyone in Portland that may benefit from these resources and links?

Here they are : Unity Health Center Folk TimeBoys and Girls Aid of Portland City of Portland Park and Rec Info

Portland Memory Garden

I dwell in possibilities…

– Emily Dickinson

2. Thomas Cully Park

October 16th, 2018:

I dared to venture out to a meet up for karaoke and dancing. I met an amazing friend, Carly. The Sweetest of all Caroline’s in all of Portland!

Today I went to Cully’s Park with my roller skate gear to check out this park Carly and boyfriend Shane skate.

We meet again at Cully’s Park tomorrow.

Cully’s Park has been newly reconstructed. Giving ample space and structuring to the pleasant community all-year round garden, children’s interactive climbing bridge, and cultural destination walking paths.

This looks ideal for what Carly and I have been discussing at Liberty Glass (a charming bar on the NE inner heart Portland). Carly works for Boys and Girls Aid of Portland.

Boys and Girls Aid of Portland help foster children in our local community. Here’s a link if ya’ll want to check out more Donate Volunteer We discussed how it was beneficial for our own personal insecurities to push our comfort zone with roller skating with the kids who like to skateboard.

It’s a charming park for non- wheeled humans as well!

I found a dog park for when I get Jamo back. There’s a lovely path to walk on with newly planted trees that has room to grow.

The cargo planes going by add a touch of drama for the little ones and kinda remind me of an airborne train track.

The cultural stage is a pleasant touch for community gatherings. Respectful people may establish boundaries of safety while talking about matters that are of value to families in our community.

I’d enjoy a book or poetry reading here by citrine candle light here or simply pick on my banjo.

This friendship pair is enjoying a lil heart to heart on top of the more private places to process trauma and concerning issues.

#ptsd #anxiety

It reminded me of when Gigi and I hiked the top of this one walk and burned the physical possessions of our exes in West Seattle years ago.

Gotta go up there when everything comes full circle , possibly, Gigi?

I can almost hear here saying , “of course”.

#mentalhealth #health #walking #parks #exploreparks

πŸπŸ’―πŸŽΌπŸ˜Žβ™₯οΈπŸ§˜πŸ»β€β™€οΈπŸ˜‡πŸŽ‰β˜ΊοΈπŸ„πŸŽƒπŸ”₯πŸ΅πŸ™πŸ€“πŸ― πŸ™ŒπŸΌ If there’s anyone in Portland that may benefit from these resources and links?

Here they are : Unity Health Center Folk TimeBoys and Girls Aid of Portland City of Portland Park and Rec Info

Portland Memory Garden

Mission: “Walk all Portland Parks in your new city, Mija”

Arriving to Portland, Oregon a few months ago ignites deep seeded and meaningful callings within my life.

As I was being transplanted by my Mami to my new city in Portland, Oregon; she commanded me to do one thing for her while I embarked on calling Portland my home.


My Mami invokes a gravitas when she users me a proposal, that is as innocent and natural as a child.

“Mija, why don’t you walk all the parks in your new city of Portland, your new home?”

IMG_5618With her gentle guidance; we traveled and Oregon Coast road tripped from Nampa, Idaho to Portland, Oregon. I’m grateful to have a patient, kind, and delightful Mami whom traveled across from Spain after hiking our ancestral pilgrimage (El Camino) to help me with my pilgrimage to find my home.


Though my namesake is the McKenzie River in Oregon, this is my first time living here. I believe I put a lot of pressure on myself to preform, stick at a job that wasn’t for me, and ultimately having a nervous breakdown that lead me to a ten day stay at one of Portland Oregon’s Premier Mental & Behavioral Health Facilities.


It’s at Unity Mental & Behavioral Health that I met Dawn, my FolkTime Peer Support Specialist . Though I’ve been a semi-active participant in the Mental Health Community in Boise, Idaho; my first encounters with Oregon Mental Health Services have been charmingly refreshing and inspiring.

Dawn, along with the many staff at Unity, and Folk Time touched my heart when my mind needed a break. I’m moved to become more active in Portland Mental Health Community and even continue higher education training as a Occupational Therapist.


Yet, right now I’m healing.

Dawn and I volunteered as “gardeners for a day” at the Portland Memory Garden. It was one of the first times coming out to being social after my breakdown. I had also been in the ER since leaving Unity for complications of my IUD, resulting in further health complications.

God gave me grace with meeting my friend Dawn. Working with the worms and chatting about our mutual goals helped me trust again in an authentic way.


Dawn and I met with in the next couple weeks after our gardening together to have lunch close to Unity. We talked about a task my new counselor gave me while I was attempting to go for a walk every day.

It’s then I remembered what my Mami said.

I told Dawn about how my Mami has thrived through cancer, twice, and travels around the world doing conservation work. It’s kinda an automatic statement I say, yet, Dawn seemed willing to get me (at least) started in the right direction.

We resolved to met up for a walk next Tuesday.

πŸπŸ’―πŸŽΌπŸ˜Žβ™₯οΈπŸ§˜πŸ»β€β™€οΈπŸ˜‡πŸŽ‰β˜ΊοΈπŸ„πŸŽƒπŸ”₯πŸ΅πŸ™πŸ€“πŸ― πŸ™ŒπŸΌIf there’s anyone in Portland that may benefit from these resources and links?

Here they are : Unity Health Center Folk Time Boys and Girls Aid of Portland City of Portland Park and Rec Info

Portland Parks and Rec