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Your sex does not determine who you will be, what goals you will make, or what waves you will create once you come forth into this world. But, I have always known that I would fight for you and the limits placed upon our sex for generations and generations— in all the same ways my mom (your grandma) did.
It can happen to anyone.
Read MoreMy family’s farm has sat at the site of where the Badlands and Yellowstone collide for four generations. My childhood was spent running barefoot to the river, collecting rocks and agates off the banks with my siblings, before irrigating the crops amidst clouds of mosquitoes.
I think that one of the main reasons people live inauthentically is because of fear: fear of disapproval, fear of being judged, fear of failure. Stopping fear in its tracks and consistently showing up in life as yourself opens the door for magic to happen.
Read MoreOne of the most frequently asked questions I get about solo backpacking is how to keep from getting bored. It comes up a lot in online forums, and the most common answers I see from others are podcasts, audiobooks, e-books, phone games, etc. My own answer is simple: be bored.
Read MoreEven a century after women secured the right to vote in our country, running for political office for the first time takes courage, discipline, persistence, and an abundance of passion.
Now, add in a global pandemic— and a solid helping of gender bias to boot.
Read MoreMy hands are always dirty. I haven’t painted my nails in years, and most days they resemble more of a seasoned mechanic’s hands than the ones I remember being born with. Despite their unkempt appearance, my hands remain my most prized possession because they allow me to make magic out of metal and earth.
Read MoreOn a frozen Eastern Montana day, one of the best feelings is coming in from the cold to thaw out. Your toes and fingertips have a biting pain in them from getting too cold, your eyelashes are sprinkled with frost, and you’re covered in hay dust, manure, and God only knows what else is on that dirty coat.
Read MoreMy maternal grandmother, Twila Wilhelm, is the only person I know who still bakes a plateful of goodies to give to family around the Holidays. Miniature loaves of poppy seed bread, homemade potato mints, chocolate-covered toffee, and the ever-elusive divinity are coveted items that we all await to receive each year.
Read MoreChocolate Bavarian cream pie has been a Rowson holiday staple for generations. Of course, like most family recipes, I thought that the Bavarian cream pie was a proprietary Rowson family heirloom.
Read MoreAn æbleskiver (ei·bluh·skee·vr) is a traditional Danish pancake— a fluffy sphere about the size of a tennis ball. My Nana always makes them for Christmas, and we always did the same growing up. The family record for number of æbleskivers consumed in one Christmas morning is held by my Uncle Nick: an impressive twenty-one.
Read MoreMy grandma, the GM, lover of root beer floats and chocolate, and Eastern Montana’s historian was a force to be reckoned with.
Read MoreI wrote a letter to myself from the future as an exercise in self-care. I was tempted to write all about how thin I am in the future, how I’ve magically aged backward and become super athletic. But, alas, I tried to keep it realistic and attainable. Writing it challenged me to think about what path our society could take— the path I hope we’ll choose.
Read MoreBefore Miriam Schlotzhauer was the creator and owner of Mio Mi Clothing LLC, she was a bicycling acrobat in Austria, a trained HVAC technician, and a passionate climber.
Read MoreRecreating in the outdoors is to Montanans as playwriting is to Shakespeare. They just go together. Montana hosts an abundance of opportunity in this regard and, no matter the mode, one should always be prepared.
Read MoreThe heritage narrative that dominated Jill Mackin’s childhood was that of her father’s European family history. Just as dominant, however, were the silences regarding her mother’s Native Turtle Mountain Chippewa (Ojibwe) lineage. A trend that Mackin says, “speaks to the broader heritage of our country and our continent” regarding the silence surrounding Native identity.
Read MoreThe American West exists in mythological creatures: the outlaw story of Billy the Kid, the aim of Annie Oakley, the controversial celebration of General George Armstrong Custer, and the ever-present regal shoulders of the great American bison.
Read MoreWhen they reached the homestead in the evening, she found that home was a dugout cut into the side of a gumbo hill; a structure composed of fieldstone, cedar branches, and logs that sported a door and a single window. While he went in search of water, she made up the house with what little they brought and waited. Alone for miles, she sat listening to a host of new sounds that could not be seen at night.
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