August Challenge

Some things grow best under pressure.

Others need space. A little stretch of quiet.

A window cracked just wide enough to let the breath back in.

This August, I’m giving myself both.

A challenge—but not the kind you can win.
No gold stars. No finish lines.
Just thirty-one days of paying attention to the life I’m in the middle of living.

Here’s what that looks like:

I’ll be blogging (and maybe vlogging) my way through the month.
Not to perform. Not to prove. Just to document. To witness.

To be with:

• The threshold of my senior year of undergrad.

• The return to an Intentional Community and everything it continues to unearth in me.

• The quiet revolution that environmental anthropology sparked in my bones.

• And the long, strange process of writing a book that still doesn’t have a name, but keeps speaking in the back of my mind like an old friend.

Some days will be messy.
Some days might be magic.
Some days, probably, I’ll want to quit.

But I want to try anyway.
To practice consistency without perfection.
To learn what emerges when I show up every day with a pen, a lens, or a camera—and a promise to pay attention.

A season of deep noticing.

If you want to follow along, you’re welcome to.
If you’re also in the middle of something tender or unfinished or in-between, maybe this is your invitation, too.

With ink on my fingers,
Kayla