The PNW Dog Mom

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Iโ€™ll be honest, living in the US with the fascist takeover, constant attack on hope, my loved ones, and people like myself - drove me to the darkest period of my life in 2025. Upon searching for my own personal reason for living & meditating on how I can uplift humanity & resist in my own way - I found my answer. I believe my purpose is to alchemize my dark pain into art. Art is a magic that can touch the soul, when logic canโ€™t. I hope to raise the vibration of our collective consciousness through my art practice, to spread messages of resilience & inner peace, & to remind women of the power we hold. I encourage you to view my artistic works, & to share them via your fav platform to help spread positivity to your circle. You can find my work on these platforms as well: IG, TikTok, Podcast, Youtube. I want to cause a butterfly effect of hope. Here is my invitation for you to join me. ๐Ÿฆ‹ -ES thepnwdogmom.substack.com

Episodes

  1. Who are you? ...Who am I?

    May 28

    Who are you? ...Who am I?

    Did you know that if you bottle up your emotions for decades, it eventually catches up to you? Ask me how I know..... The last time we โ€œtalked,โ€ I was fresh off the heels of a life changing experience. Huzzah! You may have thought - she is cured of her mid life crisis and childhood trauma. All is well at last on earth. Unfortunately my angels, this is simply not the case! Far far from it in fact. Iโ€™d like to try to explain to you where my head has been since coming home and having received answers that are the gifts that keep on giving. I recently saw a screening of an 80s movie with a dear friend of mine, called โ€œthey liveโ€. (Iโ€™m here to kick ass and chew bubblegumโ€ฆand Iโ€™m all out of bubblegum) #sogood. Fabulous film. Really resonated with me, in fact it almost hit a little too close to home. Turns out the gift of clarity can sometimes be a โ€œcurseโ€, too. After dredging up the childhood and adulthood trauma I had locked away deep within my psyche, and identifying triggers and how harmful it is to my psyche to voluntarily be subject to those triggers, Iโ€™ve been having some rude awakenings now that Iโ€™m back in the real world. I notice triggers everywhere - in the places I would have least expected. Iโ€™ve also experienced the whiplash of being in the presence of different people, in the way that I (feel like) I have to act a certain way around some people, while others I donโ€™t. Or hide my true feelings about whateverโ€™s happening, however you want to put it. Iโ€™m being forced to come to grips with the knowledge of what I SHOULD be doing in certain situations, now that I know better, and now having to follow through with new patterns of behavior. Itโ€™s all fun and games identifying and understanding your trauma and emotional triggers, (not really) but itโ€™s suddenly a lot more real once you have to face the facts about things that arenโ€™t serving your inner child or wise adult or radiant child - things you may have thought did. For someone like me whose biggest struggle is setting boundaries with loved ones in my personal life (what if they stop liking/loving me?), Iโ€™m now being faced with a crossroads between how react to things - even things that Iโ€™ve been functioning alongside for years. Do I say something and set a boundary in the moment if something is said that crosses the line for my inner child? Do I schedule a one on one meeting with certain people informing them ahead of time that well, actually, I know Iโ€™ve always acted like this and has this type of personality and priorities and goals but now that I was smacked in the face with basically a guidebook to what I need to be mentally healthy, your mileage may now vary? Thereโ€™s certain people I have to just face the music about and admit I canโ€™t (for now) realistically maintain a healthy relationship with while Iโ€™m basically starting over & re building my personality and lifestyle habits from the ground up in order to actually live like a mentally stable person. Because I have not been. But Iโ€™m not alone. Iโ€™m not the only self employed entrepreneur good student self motivated stubborn person who thinks that theyโ€™ll be different, that theyโ€™ll figure out a way to reach the ideal work life balance as an owner operator small family business that is affected by the larger economy & capitalism. Me? Resentful? Yes. I am. But Iโ€™m learning how to let it go. The truth is, after being battered and broken by life as a self employed person for 10 years, itโ€™s not all that itโ€™s cracked up to be. And I really did believe in my power to make things work the way I wanted them to, despite so many things working against us. But thatโ€™s a story for another day. My point is, my life up until now has been half authentic to my inner child, half unhealthy and inauthentic coping mechanisms born from a mixture of beliefs that were instilled in me by others, patriarchy, modern society under capitalism in the United States, and my religious upbringing. Itโ€™s one thing to say to question why you think what you think, and again, another thing to actually test out, in public no less, interact with friends AND strangers, and witness & digest how it all went (and do that multiple times, to get an average), and then come up with a conclusion on whether the aforementioned set of actions is even aligned with your wise adult / higher self, or whether I need to do things differently next time. If it sounds exhausting, itโ€™s because it is. Thatโ€™s why, for now, Iโ€™m taking the first guilt free break of my life. Not entirely true, thereโ€™s still guilt and itโ€™s not a true break as Iโ€™m still chipping away at side quests while we prep the next round of pieces to be released for ๐•ฏ๐–Š๐–†๐–™๐– ๐•ญ๐–Š๐–‰ ๐•ฏ๐–”๐–Œ ๐•ธ๐–”๐–’๐–˜. But spiritually - I am taking the pressure off myself, fo realz. Ive been forced to acknowledge that my nervous system is shot. I thought things I had successfully skipped processing were in the past. That I was somehow immune to the hustle & grind required to have done what I have. But now, I must do the work to repair the damage that Ive experienced. I am integrating nervous system strengthening habits into my daily routine, like meditation, journaling, breath work, and sound healing. Iโ€™m furthering my cutting off of all nonessential activities or interactions with peeps who arenโ€™t a 100000% safe space while I try to hit some sort of nw equilibrium. I think I will be okay. I do not know how long it will take to get through this process, this ego death, this recalibration of my current timeline & my intentions for the future - but Iโ€™m committed to the work. I donโ€™t have a choice. Iโ€™m no longer embarrassed to share just how mentally unstable and emotionally exhausted I am from going through so much in my life, without proper emotional support or healthy examples to learn from. Iโ€™m committed to my healing, and Iโ€™m committed to my art. And to follow through with my goals, I must become mentally stable and build a lifestyle in which where the inspiration I receive out of the blue can flow freely into my mind and out of my body. Sooooo, thank you for listening. And Stay tuned for my next update. I was really positively affected during my experience at STAR when I left my comfort zone to read aloud my thoughts in our group. I can only do what I can do, and this is something I can do that can keep me growing and best case scenario, resonate with you or make some dots connect when it comes to thinking about the bigger picture of your life. There is just so, so, much more to life that I am able to see as I move through each chapter on my path. Iโ€™m thankful for the wisdom, but my heart does break for every past version of myself (who is still inside of me) that had to suffer to learn it. So I guess this is also a way I hope to share my wisdom in case it can help others too. Until next time ๐Ÿฆ‹ES This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thepnwdogmom.substack.com

    11 min
  2. I Have Been Reborn

    Apr 30

    I Have Been Reborn

    For those familiar with my story, you might surmise a little bit of the baggage Iโ€™ve been carrying with me my whole life. Iโ€™ll be sparing you the details lest I burden you with the emotional weight, and focusing on my experience + what led me there. Just prior to leaving for Arizona, where this healing retreat was held, I felt like I had a metaphorical ticking time bomb inside me, just waiting to detonate. Despite my best efforts to โ€œself helpโ€ my way into a balanced mental state, I was continually facing despair due to my earnest desire to โ€œbe the changeโ€ I wished to see in the world - and not having those efforts reciprocated in some of my closest personal relationships. This combined with my hyper empathetic instincts and betrayal towards myself to avoid โ€œhurting feelingsโ€ kind of led to the perfect storm of mental, emotional, and ultimately physical instability. One thing that surprised me the most when I was finally isolated from the world in the desert, no phone, no internet, no distractions from the work we were doing - was reviewing one of my journals I had brought with me, hoping for some clarity by reading words from my past. I thought that what had led me to S.T.A.R. was recent developments in my life - inauthentic relationships due to my noble efforts of being a positive influence (spoiler alert, this well meaning idea backfired miserably), instinctual habits or obligations I felt chained to. Despite my VERY strong convictions about telling my loved ones to live life on THEIR terms, abandoning any feelings of obligation & guilt shown by others for โ€œstepping out of lineโ€, so to speak - it turns out I havenโ€™t been following my own advice. I came to S.T.A.R. feeling trapped in a prison made of my own decisions, with no escape due to the fear I held of letting other people down. Just earlier this month of April, I was experiencing panic attacks due to anxiety, inability to contain my emotions & a lot of hopelessness considering โ€œhealingโ€ has been my number one priority for the past year. I thought it was all due to the decline of empathy & common sense in the U.S. brought out by this god-forsaken government, but it turns out the root cause came from a much, MUCH deeper place - one that all the self help books, YouTube videos & trauma healing modalities would have unfortunately never unpacked for me. As I mentioned, I brought along a journal that Iโ€™ve been jotting down entries in since 2019. Upon reviewing my words, I was surprised to read how unstable my mental state has actually been, all throughout the last almost DECADE. Another piece of the puzzle was my intentional skipping of processing my late husband Alexโ€™s sudden death in 2017. After learning via lecture at the beginning of our week at STAR how deeply trauma affects you mentally & physically, things were starting to click fast. No wonder fatigue has been an issue Iโ€™ve dealt with my whole life. No wonder I donโ€™t have memories of my early childhood. No wonder I feel the need to please others in order to receive love. No wonder betraying myself in order to build a community has caused such a disruption in my emotional state. No wonder despite living my dream life (as so stated in my journal!!), I was still not โ€œhappy.โ€ Footnote: two things can be true. I have been very happy, and I have been very sad, angry, and empty. For many, many, many years now. Honestly, the lecture part of STAR was eye opening enough to where I thought I was able to review my life & piece together why I was feeling like such an emotional hot mess. But something you may not know, and may not even KNOW you donโ€™t know, is how much MORE there is to processing, understanding, and overcoming your trauma. Coming to peace with it. Letting it go. It doesnโ€™t happen in the brain. It happens in the body, and in the heart. And for some people, like myself, weโ€™ve either been raised to avoid any expression of emotion, or โ€œnegative emotionโ€ (ex: anger, sadness) and therefore it truly took an exhausting amount of inner & outer work with my classmates, my facilitators, and myself to unblock the emotional dam I built & fortified over 34 years in order to survive. Breaking down the barrier within my body to express emotions in the company of strangers of sadness and anger was something SO FOREIGN to me that I was a little nervous at first whether Iโ€™d even be able to do - despite my desperate desire to do so, after learning that there was a way out of my emotional prison. This is where I want to give all the kudos & gratitude towards the STAR program, my fellow STARmates, & the incredible facilitators who helped to unlock within me what I desperately needed. I wonโ€™t spoil the details of the work done inside the program, because going in to it a bit blind yet wholly receptive & open minded is what Iโ€™d recommend to anyone considering it. When you know details, you have the time to talk yourself out of it, or THINK your way out of itโ€ฆand Iโ€™ve now learned that the magic happens when you stop thinking, and just do the work. Like jumping into a cold body of water, I came into this experience knowing it was not going to be pleasant, and I was going to need a LOT of encouragement & support. But Iโ€™m so glad I did. โ€œLose your mindโ€ฆand come to your senses.โ€ The STAR program, created by baddie diva forever hallowed be her name - Barbara - is the result of decades of research done on how our thoughts, behaviors, actions, everything - is consciously and subconsciously affected by EVERYTHING we experience since conception, birth, upbringing by our parents / caregivers. An excerpt from the STAR website here, describing the work we were led through during the process: โ€œAlong the path to your true self, you will be gently guided through cognitive exercises, integrative breathwork, emotional release work, journaling, guided imagery, intensive writing assignments, and more, all designed to reveal patterns that may directly or indirectly affect how you live today.โ€ After attending the program and working through these exercises myself, I smile as I continue to write, because that single sentence does technically sum up what we all did together over 8 days, but itโ€™s impossible to convey the profound enlightenment, clarity, and peace that came from my work at STAR. How do you put into words the feeling of finally understanding WHO you are, why you do the things you do (especially when those things HURT you), receiving validation for the pain youโ€™ve carried deep in your core since childhood, the closure of finally knowing that it wasnโ€™t your fault - and learning why & how to care for yourself & your inner child that is still within you - back in your โ€œrealโ€ life? Thatโ€™s a trick question. Itโ€™s not possible. One of the most impactful takeaways for me, that came from STAR, was about how emotions, feelings, connection, and imperfection are what make us human. They are impossible to convey via lecture, via conversation, via intellectual analysis. And thatโ€™s not a weakness. That is beautiful. In our modern times where computers are where society is driving reliance upon, occasions for authentic human connection are dwindling in favor of cheap dopamine hits compounding exponentially due to capitalism & (in my opinion) the insistance that we are sooo different from our indigenous ancestorsโ€ฆjumping into the deep end of the emotional & philosophical pool was the glass of water so many of our souls are thirsting for. Looking into othersโ€™ eyes, and therefore hearts, hearing their darkest fears & heartbreaks, hopes and dreams, witnessing their tears and screams and feeling our collective efforts to complete the assignments that would unveil who our innermost selves are - it was something I will never forget, in this lifetime or the next ones we will forever be experiencing. Attending the STAR program helped me to uncover my past traumas, & connect them to why I was engaging in behaviors that, however noble, were serving to poison myself from the inside out. โ€œWe are every age we have ever been.โ€ I was guided and prompted to physiologically feel the searing, painful emotions and feelings those memories caused me, by reliving them and dissecting every part of them with the safest, kindest humans as my parachute. I was taught to recognize and release those physical emotions from my body, in order to keep them from taking over & driving the car that is my life - and to prevent them from being bottled up so deeply within me. You donโ€™t want to do that. Trust me. They will find a way to come out some wayโ€ฆ.and it likely wonโ€™t be in a way that serves you. I was taught to recognize the different parts of my psyche, the good and bad. And how this is also the beauty of our humanity, and how we have the power within to acknowledge and refrain from affirming the harmful parts of us we all contain. And how we are not defined by them, no matter how it feels. We learned the importance of creativity, curiosity, wonder, and play. We practiced using our newfound skills in scenarios weโ€™d likely experience when back in the โ€œrealโ€ world, with our new friends to help us test out new phrases, actions, and choices aligned with the people we now want to be. We received encouragement & recognition for our sorrows & struggles that led us each to STAR, & found support from strangers that re-instilled in me some hope for humanity. I learned how being true to myself & doing what I need to feel loved & in alignment is no one elseโ€™s responsibility but my own, and how thatโ€™s actually a beautiful thing to fight for. I was guided through ways to let go of past & present injustices Iโ€™ve faced, to relinquish guilt or responsibility for the habits Iโ€™ve held as a means of emotional survival. We learned how everything we learned was just the beginning, albeit a foundation I wish every human on Earth could build for themselves. Now as I begin anew, truly f

    20 min
  3. Jan 31

    Your Introduction to DBDM

    Hello, reader. Itโ€™s time for me to explain what this project is so you can see if it resonates with you โœจ and in hopes that if youโ€™d like to add any of these apparel pieces to you (or your dogโ€™s) collection, you can appreciate the love & meaning they were born from. My name is Elisa Marie, and Iโ€™ve worn many hats until now - but I started & am ending with the title of Artist. As a lifelong & forever destined dog mom (Iโ€™ve never experienced the desire for bearing or raising human children), dogs have been one of the only constant sources of joy & meaning in my life. As a lifelong loner, the bonds Iโ€™ve had the privilege of forming with the best dogs in the world (donโ€™t grab your pitchfork - the magic about dogs is that every single one of them is the best dog in the world. Thatโ€™s what makes them so special.) have oftentimes been the only thing to get me through the unexpected & also universal heartbreaking seasons of life. There was my first deathbed dog, named Patch - who Iโ€™ve shared one story about before. He was a Brittany that was my best friend, partner in crime, and guardian as a child, while my father was building his commercial beekeeping business & my mom, who had immigrated from Colombia to a new world & reality, was figuring out WTF was up with america & learning how to be a mother. Although not deathbed dogs, a formative part of my love for dogs includes my momโ€™s unexpectedly successful empire she built breeding & homing Bichon Frisรฉ puppies. What started out as maybe an unorthodox way of making some money doing something that our home had the space & my mom had the time & patience for ended up resulted in many, many happy families & the excitement that puppies brings, for me & my sisters. Although I feel like communicating with dogs, appreciating their simplicity & joy has been innate - perhaps itโ€™s the years spent in the born - 8 week stage of life for several puppy litters that have made my knowledge of the care and repetition required to properly care for dogs something ingrained in who I am. As a child, where my momโ€™s dogs were less of human companions, and now an income stream (donโ€™t worry, she cared for those dogs & they lived a great life on my familyโ€™s multi acre property), and my fatherโ€™s dogs throughout my childhood were hunting dogs and nothing more, the greatest yearning I ever felt was for a dog of my own. The first adult death bed dog that changed my life forever was named Vixen. I was in my last year at University, nervous & unsure what the future held with my degree in Apparel Design & my soon to be husband having recently enlisted into the Air National Guard in hopes of providing for our family & leveling up his already impressive automotive mechanic skills. One of my best friends at the time had decided to adopt a tiny deerhead Chihuahua mix from the shelter, but wasnโ€™t exactly dog savvy - nor did her parents even remotely let her think the dog was allowed to come home with her after graduation. The first time I saw Vixen (named โ€œLucaโ€ back then, if i remember correctly) - I experienced love at first sight, but with a dog. Let me know if this has ever happened to you, because I experienced it again, with one of my current pups - Villain. I offered to babysit Vixen whenever my friend needed, and fell increasingly in love with the little tan spitfire with half folded ears and a curly Q tail that literally stopped strangers in their tracks when they landed their eyes upon her cuteness. Iโ€™m not just saying this, it was a recurring experience. When my friend let me know that the ultimatum from her parents had been given, and there was now an ad on craigslist for her puppy, but did I maybe want her? My heart was set ablaze now that I would be able to call that little angel my own. And the adventures we had over the two short years of Vixenโ€™s life were ones Iโ€™ll cherish forever. I spent countless hours training Vixen on my parentsโ€™ property in the summer heat of 2014, taking her to the elementary & middle school fields I had trekked to from my house for years, growing up through each grade, now as an โ€œadultโ€ to proof her commands & carry out my current studies as a hobby dog trainer. She got to explore the most beautiful parts of the Oregon wilderness with my husband & I, as light on her feet as a fairy, scaling boulders on hiking trails with ease. She was my constant shadow & companion throughout the scary & unmapped season of life after graduation. During life as a newlywed, during my first attempt to launch a financially successful clothing brand, through the years I spent apart from my husband while he was in Air Force boot camp & tech school. She kept me company as I spent hours getting ready for my life changing position at the MAC counter inside of Nordstrom, and even back then - I was known as the girl with the dog. And then, one day, after we had played in the idyllic summer late afternoon, Vixen romping around in the grass of the sprawling yard outside my parentsโ€™ house - I drove down the road to put in my time at the gym as I did daily back when my husband & I were long distance - and when I came home, opened the front door & called her name - I learned she was gone. Having made her way down to the main road, she had been hit by a vehicle and unable to save, like my first deathbed dog, Patch, before her. At 23 years old, it was my first, true and embodied experience with the death of a being far before it was their time. And two years after her death, my husband, Alex Serrano, was killed in a vehicle collision, too. As you can see, thereโ€™s quite a literal meaning behind this project. As an artist, art is how Iโ€™m returning to my roots to honor things that mean most to me in life, and as a physical form of expression that I can share with others who โ€œget it.โ€ Beyond the literal homage in the name of โ€œDeath Bed Dog Moms,โ€ the unexpected embraces from death in my life have also changed everything about the way I live, and my philosophies in regards to happiness & the meaning of life - at least, for myself. In that sense, the name & this project also represent a reminder to live like a dog until you die. Loving others who care for you with your whole being, unconditionally. Living simply, with gratitude for the blessings the world gives us. Appreciating & soaking up every moment spent outdoors. Living in the moment. Being absolutely and unequivocally unapologetic about who you are, and unafraid to set boundaries with those who you donโ€™t respect your way of being. Honoring your physical, mental, and somatic physiological needs as a creature with a body to take care of. Taking baby steps to overcome your struggles, or to achieve your goals. Being thankful for something as small as a ball, or a stick. And most important of all - taking any chance you can get to play. This is just a handful of lessons Iโ€™ve learned from my dogs. I would loveeee to hear the lessons your dogs have taught you. So with that context being given, I hope you can get a sense of how much meaning these pieces hold, the way they honor my dogs and yours, and how I hope they can serve as a physical reminder when you wear them of how to live your life - Like a dog. ๐Ÿ’– I would hope it wouldnโ€™t have to be said, but since Iโ€™m the one in charge here - Iโ€™ll say it anyways. I know thereโ€™s new clothing brands being made every day, people with a dream just like mine, and also empty money grabs made by savvy entrepreneurs who know how to calculate what clothing and designs might sell to consumers. This is not that. This is an art project born from love and pain, and itโ€™s uncertain what the future holds for it. If enough people resonate with this project to keep it going, that would be so lovely. But if itโ€™s a limited time project that canโ€™t sustain itself forever, then thatโ€™s okay too. Itโ€™s an experiment, and Iโ€™m so grateful to anyone that has taken the time to listen, & to hop on this ride. Every piece has been made with intention - and as Iโ€™ve said before, quite selfishly. Iโ€™ve always viewed clothing as a form of expression, evident by the craaaaaazy styles Iโ€™ve sported over the decades and, of course, my decision to spend four years acquiring a degree learning about the history, construction, and business behind clothing. Getting to learn & help structure the ins & outs of our boutique style, wholesale operated silk screen printing production facility & service based business in Oregon was the last puzzle piece this project needed. Iโ€™ve had the opportunity to learn the ins & outs of different clothing pieces made for different garment decoration methods, Iโ€™ve gotten to see what sets pieces apart from the rest and also what shortcuts are made to deliver budget conscious options for those who arenโ€™t looking to offer a premium piece of decorated clothing. This means these pieces set for sale by me, and made possible by my partnerโ€™s screen printing shop, Donโ€™t Lose Hope Screen Print, are pieces made by those who have the experience, discernment, and professional ability to provide what many brands wouldnโ€™t be able to: * afford * receive the appropriate ROI on * even be able to offer at this small of scale Iโ€™ve been able to be as hands on as you can get in this process of bringing these pieces to fruition, while collaborating with other professionals to cover the areas Iโ€™m unable to carry out myself. Okay, now Iโ€™ll clarify who this brand is forโ€ฆ.. Essentially, anyone who resonates with the visual aesthetic, and/or the deeper meaning behind the collective art project. Thanks to my marketing & psychology training, & natural taste, itโ€™s been SO FUN using the โ€œalt dog momโ€ niche as the simplified target market, because of course thatโ€™s who this brand is for when you take it at face value. Macabre graphics like skeletons & scythes, nods to the occult with pentagrams & moons - ooooo

    15 min
  4. Jan 29

    A Message From Beyond the Pit of Despair

    For someone whoโ€™s never wanted children, I sure do think about my legacy a lot. I think it started when I reached the peak of small business ownership burnout in 2025, because a lot of small business owners will endure indescribable sacrifice in hopes of their children inheriting a successful business that will support them in the future. But as (it feels like) the rest of (white) American society is being forced to come to terms with current events & now being emotionally impacted by the pain being inflicted upon our collective society - it seems to be a topic I keep returning to as I spin my mental wheels, contemplating what I, a random dog mom in the PNW, can do that could leave a positive legacy for the next generations. Because the more I educate myself on the (intentional, letโ€™s not forget this) racist undertones that are woven within the fabric of every single thing we encounter in our lives - part of my grieving process for the future I once imagined is also accepting that the battle against evil, racism, patriarchy, aka the current regime pulling the strings worldwide - is not a new battle. Itโ€™s just new to those who have either sought out or have had the dots connected for them. And itโ€™s a battle that will continue on after Iโ€™m gone, I think. Because unprogramming centuries of racism, and combatting decades of imperialist & capitalistic propaganda doesnโ€™t happen overnight. When I first began embodying my resistance - this was something I simply could not bear to accept. That things have been, are, and will continue to be SO WRONG, SO UNJUST, and my lay heart bleeding on the floor for those who have suffered, are suffering, and will suffer. For those experiencing this stage of your resistance, I have felt your despair. A little secret is that I still feel it, too. It will never go away. The way Iโ€™m surviving this war is to use it as motivation. To DO SOMETHING. Anything. I will now give you some tough love that helped shift my mindset last year. Itโ€™s not exactly comforting, but itโ€™s a way to work through the pain. Let the suffering of others be what mobilizes you - not paralyze you. Now that the horrors (that have always happened to minorities) are being highlighted & in our faces daily - โ€œstaying informedโ€ can easily become misconstrued as resistance. The thing is, subjecting your mental state to absorbing that information constantly is going to negatively affect your ability to fight & stay focused. And we need that from you. This is going to be a long game, not a sprint. As Iโ€™ve mentioned before, reducing my scrolling time by like 99% has massively improved my mental health. Right now thatโ€™s a frame of thought that others are shaming right now - and I get it. I used to think that way, too. But as with anything, your intention matters. If your reaction to the reality we are living in is to actively ignore the truths being publicized in order to selfishly soak up & coast along from whatever amount of privilege you have, then thatโ€™s cringe and yucky, dude. If your current habit is to soak up the evil occurring through your screen in order to โ€œsee it to believe itโ€ per say, and to spread awareness, fact check claims, etc, wellโ€ฆthatโ€™s another way to process things. But the thing is, absorbing all of the violence and anger for no reason other than to feel the pain & be negatively affected, out of the guilt that looking away makes you an โ€œignorant personโ€ - Thatโ€™s frankly just not very helpful for me, for my loved ones, and for the others on the receiving end of the suffering. But I get it. Iโ€™ve been โ€œnot workingโ€ (in quotes because honey, Iโ€™ve been working my tail off. Just not in the capitalistic sense.) for almost a year now, and now that Iโ€™ve begun to dismantle the addiction ingrained in me to produce in order to prove my worth - Iโ€™ve experienced myself how unfair it is to ask anyone whoโ€™s in shackles to the system of capitalism to be able to dive in head first into activism & become a โญ๏ธshining exampleโญ๏ธ of all the ways to fight against the soulless puppeteers pulling the strings in our world. At first, this made me skip & hop back into the pit of despair I have handy (itโ€™s been there since I was a child, so itโ€™s a familiar place, at least?) because I was all โ€œokay, welp itโ€™s gonna take allllll these people to make change, and they canโ€™t! Theyโ€™re all workinโ€™ like dogs, slaves to the system - I donโ€™t have the right to expect them to show up in the way experts say we need to do to overthrow the government.โ€ And you know how easy it would be to just call that the end of it? Go on and live my little life & see how far I can get with my white privilege by proxy? Yeah, it would be easy for some, but NOT FOR MEโ€ฆโ€ฆbecause Iโ€™ve got the blood of a fighter in me, I guess. Kind of annoying, actually!! (joke) But like life has forced me to practice before, acceptance is the last stage of grief, and it was the first stage of enlightenment & autonomy over my own life. Now that Iโ€™ve reached this stage of grief for the country I thought I knew, and as a result, the future I expected - Iโ€™m accepting the things I cannot change. With this comes an intentionally detached state of mind. And Iโ€™ve said, intention is everything. My intention by purposefully avoiding violent & cortisol heightening media is to use the bandwidth Iโ€™ve gained back to resist. Someone online shared a viewpoint, and I think itโ€™s a more helpful & pointed one that could help direct those who are unsure of what to do. They said that right now, the people who are able to do the most will be the ones with the most privilege. Not everyone can afford the financial or mental toll it takes to resist in the common ways I see repeated often. But donโ€™t let that discourage you, no matter what amount of privilege you do or donโ€™t think you have. Let it empower you. I know it feels good for the ego to make grand displays of resistance, to imagine leading a charge upon the white house (too soon?), to envision winning the powerball prize & giving the winnings to the houseless population in your townโ€ฆ But itโ€™s perhaps a bit more realistic to thing smaller. To think creatively. To think emotionally. Less immediate cause & effect. Because the effects of racism and the patriarchy (because all concentrated power leads back to these freakinโ€™ roots) are such deep rooted, core programming and normalized ways of being that simply โ€œhaving more moneyโ€ or placing decision making power with โ€œotherโ€ men wonโ€™t actually solve the problem(s) that result in these injustices. We kinda have to reprogram all of humanityโ€ฆโ€ฆat least, the ones who donโ€™t believe in equality for all. And thatโ€™s a tallllllllll order, I know. Wait, donโ€™t jump back in your pit of despair just yet!! Because like we talked about, that doesnโ€™t help. Youโ€™ve got to do what you can do, after taking an honest & zoomed out look at yourself and your life and your bandwidth. Shop small more often. Meet your neighbors. Strengthen existing connections with people in your life to where you have people you can ask for help if you REALLY needed it, and you know they would help you out. And you would do the same for them. Find ways to live outside the matrix that our lives have dropped us into. Those in power see us as consumers, nothing more - so an amazing form of resistance you might not even realize is doing absolutely ANYTHING that doesnโ€™t involve buying something. Going on a walk? Resistance. Playing with your dog? Resistance. Reading a book, painting, dancing, giggling with friends on your living room floor - resistance. The first step of resistance I want you to reclaim is your own mind. Instead of spending your precious life on earth spent looking at life through a screen Begin seeking out real life experiences by yourself, in nature (my fav), or with like minded people to keep your spirits up and remember what it is we are fighting for. And it will take people like you and I, chipping away. Putting โ€œsafe placeโ€ hand made signs in front of your house? Resistance. Offering sliding scale pricing for your services if youโ€™re self employed? Resistance. Giving art away to loved ones? Resistance. Making it clear to everyone you know what you stand for & not being afraid to show it? The biggest resistance of all. But the first step of the war is taking care of yourself, so that you can gather whatever energy and power you have to fight, in honor of those who came before you, and those who will come after. Because like I spoke about in my last piece, we are all one. Healing yourself will heal others around you. So itโ€™s an act of discipline and resistance just to stay sane. So donโ€™t feel shame by looking away from the graphic and spirit crushing truths being broadcast, if you donโ€™t need them to confirm what you already know. Let the suffering inspire you to make small habits of resistance. And let those habits turn into a lifestyle. And let that lifestyle show others you meet that thereโ€™s actually a different way of being. As your bandwidth in each season of your life changes, adjust your ways and intensity of resistance accordingly. Iโ€™m learning it takes feeling, experiencing, embodying, witnessing - to change peopleโ€™s minds, as opposed to facts & logic. Let your life be the example. Let your life be the spark. Well, now back to the first thought I had for this piece. As Iโ€™ve said before, I never really know where my mind will go once I start writing. But in regards to my legacy, and everything Iโ€™ve said in this piece, the heavily ironic thing that has come to mind for me is children. So much of who you are is formed by what you experience as a child. And so much of what your worldview becomes is formed by reading and the healthy or unhealthy forms of expression & way of being you are raised with. I already told you Iโ€™ve never wante

    16 min
  5. What is an artist of consciousness?

    Jan 23

    What is an artist of consciousness?

    As Iโ€™ve grown more confident in my understanding of the world & of the way every single thing is connected - when I came across the term โ€œartist of consciousnessโ€ (Iโ€™ll admit, I donโ€™t recall where I came across this term, but it clearly resonated with me) It felt like the appropriate title for myself, and to encompass my work & vision. Letโ€™s set the scene. Erase everything you thought you knew about the modern world, the concepts of โ€œgoodโ€ and โ€œbad,โ€ the expectations that have been placed upon you by society, family, religion, & the monetary definition of โ€œsuccess.โ€ Science, physics, and philosophy have shown us that every action (or thought) has the power to affect reality. When you look back at your own life, Iโ€™ll bet you can draw the lines between the butterfly effect of a decision you made or action you took that changed your life forever - whether you expected it or not. Stay with me here - The last idea I want to share with you about the idea of โ€œconsciousnessโ€ is one that will really turn all you knew on itโ€™s head, especially if youโ€™ve been programmed with a traditional religion as your way to understand โ€œlife.โ€ The thing is, weโ€™re all little bits of the one consciousness. There isnโ€™t really a man up in the sky, pulling the strings - punishing some people for doing โ€œwrongโ€ and bestowing others with salvation because they lived the โ€œrightโ€ way. We are all the universe. The saints, the janitors, the convicts, the animals, the wind, the earth. And when you understand that we each hold the power to use our own mindset, and therefore actions, to influence the environment & interactions with others around you - you might realize that you have a lot more power to change the world than you might think. Have you ever received a random compliment from a stranger & it sparked something lovely in your heart? They were an artist of consciousness, influencing your state of mind & perhaps inspiring you to also spread some cheer by way of a compliment. Have you (like myself) been influenced by the atrocities happening currently (and that have been happening since the dawn of humanityโ€ฆ..but thatโ€™s a rabbit hole for another day.. but Iโ€™ll give you a hint - patriarchy!) and as a result fallen down into a pit of despair? Yeah, I know thatโ€™s putting it lightly. Unfortunately, even the billionaires & corrupt people in power are also artists of consciousness. I hope Iโ€™m getting my point across while trying to simplify these concepts as much as I can. The funny thing about language is that when you become more open minded about words, you begin to realize the importance about not taking things so literally. You might begin to understand that things written in the Bible, religious preachings - can also be taken as allegories, and metaphorical stories meant to bestow certain mindsets. Not facts. Not literal historical occurrences. So the moral of THIS story is - we are ALL artists of consciousness. We are all parts of a greater consciousness, we are all interacting with our world which is also parts of the same greater consciousness, and this cause & effect of everything happening simultaneously across our universe is this greater consciousness evolving. When Shakespeare said โ€œAll the worldโ€™s a stageโ€, itโ€™s the same concept. All of us are actors in this play, but unlike what your parents, your peers, your church, modern society, & your habits have ingrained in you - you have the ability to walk your own path. You can change what youโ€™re doing and who you are any time. You can live your life on your terms. This doesnโ€™t have to mean crazy examples that may be coming to mind. It can mean dressing a way that may be a little funky. It can mean listening to different music. It can mean smiling at strangers instead of ignoring them. It can mean not using social media, making friends with elderly, volunteering at a mutual aid organization, or boycotting a group thatโ€™s causing harm to others. It can mean choosing not to continue to be a part of the religion you were raised with, it can mean dyeing your hair crazy colors, it can mean marching to the beat of your own drum. By making small tweaks in the way you live - embracing things YOU like and that give YOU peace and joy - you will be living as an artist of consciousness, too. The art (your life) that you create is up to you. Your art will influence others whether you realize it or not. Your art will influence how you feel about yourself whether you believe it or not. Your art has power. The way you live has power. As someone who has grown up with many, many unconventional and non traditional experiences and mindsets programmed & deprogrammed out of me, and someone who has lived through the unexpected death of a spouse at a young age, and someone who spent all of 2025 trying to understand how the US is where it is now - being a self proclaimed artist of consciousness & sharing my explanation of it is how I am empowering myself to make change while still soaking up every bit of happiness and love I am lucky enough to experience - guilt free. Because terrible things ARE happening. And Iโ€™ll be vulnerable, because the world could use more of it - the hurt & sorrow that our corrupt government is inflicting upon myself & my loved ones drove me to a very unstable place that made me feel like there was only one way out. My unexpected response to this feeling of being cornered is to take my power back, and to zoom out to look at the whole picture. I may be just one particle of the collective consciousness, but the action I take could have the domino effect of spreading positive change. So I will take my privilege of having the ability to receive inspiration from source & produce my physical artworks in order to financially support myself to further distribute My Work. I do not take the ability for granted, whatsoever. The surface level explanation for My Work is creating โ€œcool dog mom merchโ€ and โ€œpretty affirmation postersโ€ - but if you read between the lines, My Work (and yours) is the way I do everything - the words I write, the way I dress, the way I interact with anyone I meet, the choices I make - all of these things combined create the fabric of the reality I live. It may not make the horrors stop. But I can die at peace, knowing I did what I could. To finish, Iโ€™ll share a message that came to my mind out of the ether: if all the worldโ€™s a stage then iโ€™ll create a reality where i will be able to play the part that I want to play I am the alchemist Peace & Love, E.S. Thank you so much for taking the time to witness my work. โœจ If this piece made you think, Iโ€™d appreciate if you shared it on a platform of your choice or sent it to a loved one directly to help my mission of resistance through my art works โœจ I encourage you to check out my work on these platforms to see if maybe my other projects strike your fancy, too ๐Ÿ’– Shop human clothing, dog hoodies, & fine art prints at thepnwdogmom.com Apple Podcasts Spotify Podcasts TikTok Instagram This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thepnwdogmom.substack.com

    8 min
  6. Jan 23

    What is an artist of consciousness?

    As Iโ€™ve grown more confident in my understanding of the world & of the way every single thing is connected - when I came across the term โ€œartist of consciousnessโ€ (Iโ€™ll admit, I donโ€™t recall where I came across this term, but it clearly resonated with me) It felt like the appropriate title for myself, and to encompass my work & vision. Letโ€™s set the scene. Erase everything you thought you knew about the modern world, the concepts of โ€œgoodโ€ and โ€œbad,โ€ the expectations that have been placed upon you by society, family, religion, & the monetary definition of โ€œsuccess.โ€ Science, physics, and philosophy have shown us that every action (or thought) has the power to affect reality. When you look back at your own life, Iโ€™ll bet you can draw the lines between the butterfly effect of a decision you made or action you took that changed your life forever - whether you expected it or not. Stay with me here - The last idea I want to share with you about the idea of โ€œconsciousnessโ€ is one that will really turn all you knew on itโ€™s head, especially if youโ€™ve been programmed with a traditional religion as your way to understand โ€œlife.โ€ The thing is, weโ€™re all little bits of the one consciousness. There isnโ€™t really a man up in the sky, pulling the strings - punishing some people for doing โ€œwrongโ€ and bestowing others with salvation because they lived the โ€œrightโ€ way. We are all the universe. The saints, the janitors, the convicts, the animals, the wind, the earth. And when you understand that we each hold the power to use our own mindset, and therefore actions, to influence the environment & interactions with others around you - you might realize that you have a lot more power to change the world than you might think. Have you ever received a random compliment from a stranger & it sparked something lovely in your heart? They were an artist of consciousness, influencing your state of mind & perhaps inspiring you to also spread some cheer by way of a compliment. Have you (like myself) been influenced by the atrocities happening currently (and that have been happening since the dawn of humanityโ€ฆ..but thatโ€™s a rabbit hole for another day.. but Iโ€™ll give you a hint - patriarchy!) and as a result fallen down into a pit of despair? Yeah, I know thatโ€™s putting it lightly. Unfortunately, even the billionaires & corrupt people in power are also artists of consciousness. I hope Iโ€™m getting my point across while trying to simplify these concepts as much as I can. The funny thing about language is that when you become more open minded about words, you begin to realize the importance about not taking things so literally. You might begin to understand that things written in the Bible, religious preachings - can also be taken as allegories, and metaphorical stories meant to bestow certain mindsets. Not facts. Not literal historical occurrences. So the moral of THIS story is - we are ALL artists of consciousness. We are all parts of a greater consciousness, we are all interacting with our world which is also parts of the same greater consciousness, and this cause & effect of everything happening simultaneously across our universe is this greater consciousness evolving. When Shakespeare said โ€œAll the worldโ€™s a stage", itโ€™s the same concept. All of us are actors in this play, but unlike what your parents, your peers, your church, modern society, & your habits have ingrained in you - you have the ability to walk your own path. You can change what youโ€™re doing and who you are any time. You can live your life on your terms. This doesnโ€™t have to mean crazy examples that may be coming to mind. It can mean dressing a way that may be a little funky. It can mean listening to different music. It can mean smiling at strangers instead of ignoring them. It can mean not using social media, making friends with elderly, volunteering at a mutual aid organization, or boycotting a group thatโ€™s causing harm to others. It can mean choosing not to continue to be a part of the religion you were raised with, it can mean dyeing your hair crazy colors, it can mean marching to the beat of your own drum. By making small tweaks in the way you live - embracing things YOU like and that give YOU peace and joy - you will be living as an artist of consciousness, too. The art (your life) that you create is up to you. Your art will influence others whether you realize it or not. Your art will influence how you feel about yourself whether you believe it or not. Your art has power. The way you live has power. As someone who has grown up with many, many unconventional and non traditional experiences and mindsets programmed & deprogrammed out of me, and someone who has lived through the unexpected death of a spouse at a young age, and someone who spent all of 2025 trying to understand how the US is where it is now - being a self proclaimed artist of consciousness & sharing my explanation of it is how I am empowering myself to make change while still soaking up every bit of happiness and love I am lucky enough to experience - guilt free. Because terrible things ARE happening. And Iโ€™ll be vulnerable, because the world could use more of it - the hurt & sorrow that our corrupt government is inflicting upon myself & my loved ones drove me to a very unstable place that made me feel like there was only one way out. My unexpected response to this feeling of being cornered is to take my power back, and to zoom out to look at the whole picture. I may be just one particle of the collective consciousness, but the action I take could have the domino effect of spreading positive change. So I will take my privilege of having the ability to receive inspiration from source & produce my physical artworks in order to financially support myself to further distribute My Work. I do not take the ability for granted, whatsoever. The surface level explanation for My Work is creating โ€œcool dog mom merchโ€ and โ€œpretty affirmation postersโ€ - but if you read between the lines, My Work (and yours) is the way I do everything - the words I write, the way I dress, the way I interact with anyone I meet, the choices I make - all of these things combined create the fabric of the reality I live. It may not make the horrors stop. But I can die at peace, knowing I did what I could. To finish, Iโ€™ll share a message that came to my mind out of the ether: if all the worldโ€™s a stage then iโ€™ll create a reality where i will be able to play the part that I want to play I am the alchemist Peace & Love, E.S. Thank you so much for taking the time to witness my work. โœจ If this piece made you think, Iโ€™d appreciate if you shared it on a platform of your choice or sent it to a loved one directly to help my mission of resistance through my art works โœจ I encourage you to check out my work on these platforms to see if maybe my other projects strike your fancy, too ๐Ÿ’– Shop human clothing, dog hoodies, & fine art prints at thepnwdogmom.com Apple Podcasts Spotify Podcasts TikTok Instagram This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thepnwdogmom.substack.com

    8 min
  7. The power of speaking your truth even when no oneโ€™s listening

    Jan 16

    The power of speaking your truth even when no oneโ€™s listening

    Iโ€™ve always been PETRIFIED of being the center of attention. I think weโ€™ve all been there. Knowing the answer to the teacherโ€™s question in class, but being afraid to raise our hand - because what if weโ€™re wrong? What worse scenario could there be???? The other peers would undoubtedly stand, point, and jeer at you, throwing tomatoes at you and pushing you out of the classroom into the hallway, never allowed to return. Yeahhhh when you put it like that, it seems a little silly to be afraid to share something you believe to be true. But that fear is something thatโ€™s taken me all my life to overcome. Maybe it was growing up a girl, when weโ€™re programmed to blend into the background. Maybe it was growing up in a cult (Abrahamic religion) that threatened eternal damnation & misery if you identified with anything other than what they preached was okay. Maybe it was being the child of a parent who was from another country, and a parent who had an untraditional vocation (commercial pollination) that made me second guess if I was ever โ€œright.โ€ Safe to say - I never really fit in with the โ€œnormalโ€ crowd. (As I know now after having lived what feels like several lifetimes - there is no such thing as normal.) I remember sharing a poem about my love of story in my fifth grade class, hands & voice shaking - but it was my passion to share my art that overrode my fear. I was required to take a public speaking class in university, and when it was my turn to present - Iโ€™m pretty sure I blacked out from the experience of having the entire roomโ€™s eyes on me. I was forced to do so in order to pass the class and obtain my degree. Donโ€™t get it twisted, I could still maintain polite conversation & function as a member of society - I wasnโ€™t a freakinโ€™ mime or anything. But it was only when I was forced to overcome my disdain for speaking to people I donโ€™t know - that I realized speaking with (and to) others from a place of authenticity would unlock opportunity for connectionโ€ฆsomething I strongly feel our modern world starves us of. But thatโ€™s a story for another day. I found this magical way that speaking with others can connect our hearts in what might be an unlikely place - The MAC makeup counter inside of Nordstrom. For those who donโ€™t know, working for MAC is a role that requires you to take it pretty seriously. Since your purpose is to sell product that buyers will enjoy (and NOT return, which is a challenge due to the absurdly lax return policy that made Nordstrom famous), experienced sales people know that this requires you facilitate a rigorous discovery phase with your potential buyer. On top of this, you must use tact, personality, and charisma to construct an effortlessly enjoyable experience for the buyer - because we all ALSO know the stereotype of the sleazy car salesman or the snake oil salesman trope. Most women are pretty intuitive & discerning. Itโ€™s a power we hold because of good reasons, and bad. We are creators of live, the primary caretakers for children in most circumstances, and we are the victims of violence from angry men who snap when we may unintentionally trigger them. As women, we have had the skills to read others body language, speech inflection, and behavior patterns in order to stay alive. As you might presume, most buyers of MAC makeup are women. Women are humans Iโ€™d had the least experience connecting with, seeing as I was essentially raised as if I was a small man thanks to a father whoโ€™s wishes of having sons would forever remain unfulfilled. I shopped in the boys section at the store until high school. I was forced had the opportunity to experience work for many years within the system of my fatherโ€™s commercial โ€œbee business,โ€ was a hunter & a deep sea fisherwoman(??), and forever the odd one out when it came to the girls in my class all throughout school. So when it came to making bonds with women in order to sell to themโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€ฆI was a fish out of water. Iโ€™ll do a deeper dive on my experience at the MAC counter & how it changed my life another day, but for now Iโ€™ll bring you to the present. It has taken years - decades - (ooo Iโ€™m old baby) accidentally becoming stronger in my self confidence & being brave enough to share my most vulnerable thoughts with the world. Every time, my growth has been the result of the desire to accomplish my goal being stronger than my fear of what others might think of me for speaking my truth. Sometimes that looks like a customer at the MAC counter buying product per my recommendation, and then later returning it to the dismay of my counter manager. Sometimes it looks like putting a display of political signs up in front of my house, decals stating my political dissent & outrage on my vehicle, and cutting ties with people in my life who have shown they have different morals than I do. When youโ€™re older, when you have friendships youโ€™ve invested years into, when you run a business, have connections with people & have more at stake that can suffer the consequences of your free speech - thatโ€™s when itโ€™s definitely more scary to be unmistakably different from the crowd, and unapologetically so. But I know what itโ€™s like to live in fear of being different. I know what itโ€™s like to feel alone. I know now that part of my purpose as a human being in this timeline, this reality - is to act as the person I always needed in my own life growing up. Iโ€™ve gone through so many evolutions over my 33 years of living, and I hope you have, too.Something that has brought me comfort is the science of quantum physics - the study of how our perception can change reality, how time is not linear, and how the way we heal ourselves in turn positively affects others around us in a ripple effect. Thereโ€™s a concept that the actions you take, and the way you interact with yourself in the current moment will actually be felt by your past self. Because your past self is still there, still living in that timeline, in fact everything everywhere is happening simultaneously - I encourage you to explore studies on that from folks far more equipped to teach it than I - The point is - my motivation is myself. My past self, my current self, my future self. And as someone who has always felt aligned with the art & power of language, itโ€™s been rewarding & strengthening for me to dedicate time & energy to this writing practice. I know that thereโ€™s a pressure now with the push for monetization of content to only really do things to document them, to publicize them, to perform for the purpose of consumption by others. But I would implore you to think about what you can do without any attachment to an outcome that will strengthen your self identity and make you proud of who you are and help heal the wounds that have also made you who you are. As someone coming to terms with the darkness happening in our current timeline due to those who have intentionally designed our society to distract us from realizing how much power each of us truly have to change the world - this is one way I am resisting. Resisting can look like violence, protest, education, participation in mutual aid - but it can also be done by putting in the reps to feel brave enough to speak out in public. I know so many who feel the same way I do, but who havenโ€™t had the reason to strengthen their self identity enough to shamelessly stand up for what they believe in. So I hope this piece made you maybe think about things from a different perspective. I hope to encourage you to love yourself enough to do what your younger self needed. I hope you try to heal yourself. Because by healing yourself, we can have the strength as a collective to help heal the world. Thank you so much for taking the time to witness my work. โœจ If this piece made you think, Iโ€™d appreciate if you shared it on a platform of your choice or sent it to a loved one directly to help my mission of resistance through my art works โœจ I encourage you to check out my work on these platforms to see if maybe my other projects strike your fancy, too ๐Ÿ’– Website Apple Podcasts TikTok Instagram This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thepnwdogmom.substack.com

    9 min
  8. Where will this all lead me?

    12/16/2025

    Where will this all lead me?

    For those familiar with my work, you know that Iโ€™ve been developing a clothing line for the last couple of years. As I reach the end of the preparation for beginning this new venture - Iโ€™m beginning to feel pinches of doubt creep into the edges of my mind. No matter how much self reflection I do, how enlightened I aim to become, how much I speak out on how I release the shackles of expectation - I canโ€™t deny that I care. This clothing line means a lot to me. On the outside, I know itโ€™s just another wannabe clothing brand made by no one special (by the industryโ€™s standard, not in MY opinion ๐Ÿ’…). But behind the scenes, the driving force behind this clothing line is a tidal wave of absolutely everything Iโ€™ve learned over the past 15 years. Alt fashion, apparel, marketing, business, sales, copywriting, advertising, promotion, customer service, fulfillment, logistics - this combines everything I feel like Iโ€™ve learned and I know. So the pressure Iโ€™m feeling to be able to pull this off and make it into a profitable side hustle is pretty big. Not because of anyone else, not thanks to my higher self. But the human, primal part of me is genuinely hoping that this leap of faith will pay off. And the human, primal part of me is pained to feel the sting of disappointment if this risk doesnโ€™t pay off. Itโ€™s one of my last ditch efforts to monetize my skills, but in a way that is truly rewarding for me, mentally and physically manageable, and is an an art practice all in one. At least thatโ€™s the plan. Maybe I launch this and end up HATING it. But thereโ€™s only one way to find out. I have been working to keep my expectations low, that way any action that happens is purely some sugar on top. As Iโ€™ve told everyone around me, if this side hustle goes nowhere - so be it. My goal was to bring into fruition the dog mom clothing line of my dreams, catered to my lifestyle and the way I like to dress. Getting to bring that vision to life, when I zoom out, is honestly super rewarding in itself. But right now, as it feels like Iโ€™m about to step off a cliff (yet again) to see whether the parachute I packed will help me soar - Iโ€™m trapped in the in-between. The Schrรถdinger effect of quantum physics being put to the test with my manifestation practices & trust in the universe. Until this clothing line is actually released for purchase to the public, itโ€™s a figment of success or failure in my mind. I can endlessly think out scenarios for whichever path this ends up taking me on. But thereโ€™s only one way to find out what will happen on this timeline. And thatโ€™s to jump. This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thepnwdogmom.substack.com

    3 min
  9. 12/03/2025

    Your Practices Are Who You Are

    Something that has recently dawned on me as Iโ€™ve been stepping into a new season (or a new timeline, if youโ€™re savvy) is just how intentional it requires me to be when imagining the new life I will be living. As Iโ€™ve been exploring further into the synergies of spirituality & quantum physics, it genuinely TICKLES MEE when Iโ€™ve connected the dots on how to intertwine mental & physical practices to create a new reality. For example: Iโ€™m working on building a life as an artist, where I can financially support myself & my dreams through my art. Okayโ€ฆcoolโ€ฆso how do you get from a sentence, to reality? A problem I think many of us face is how to translate what we are manifesting into a regular practice. This leads me to wax poetic about my love of language - letโ€™s dive into the word itself. Practice. If you look at the definition of the word, youโ€™ll find this definition: to do or perform often, customarily, or habitually. The definition of the word itself explains what I think gets lost when we feel stuck at how to turn our dreams into reality. Let me now shift gears into tutorial mode. I will use myself as an example. I am not a great example, but perhaps a more realistic one than short form content these days likes to showcase. Because true, embodied learning, exploration, & experimentation is not a quick process. It is something you must make a part of your life. Whatever you are dreaming of doing or becoming - it must become a part of your life. It must become who you are. As Iโ€™ve come to terms with returning who Iโ€™ve always been - an artist!! this summer, I decided to commit to practicing art on a regular basis. Okay, well what does that mean????? In practical terms, it meant that I: * Placed enough value on my goal of living as an artist * Understood it would require me to dedicate chunks of time to my art practice * Felt EXCITED to explore the possibilities that could unfold from playing around with new ideas * Understood it would require me to research, and learn about new techniques * Began intentionally looking for & saving inspiration for my works The results since incorporating a regular art practice into my life have been so fulfilling - but thatโ€™s an article for another day. Up until now, Iโ€™ve been working on my art practice as a form of healing & self care for my mental health - which means itโ€™s been something Iโ€™ve done when my bandwidth allows. Itโ€™s not necessarily been a top priority for me. This means my progress has been slow - but it has been steady. And steady, regular, consistent attention to anything is still growth. I know we all want results fast, and that our modern world is great at making us think that things should happen quickly. But when it comes to learning & practicing a skill - it takes time, baby. And a year may seem like a LOOOONGGG time to be exploring something - but when the result is something that will last the rest of your life, is it really so long? Once I began to reframe things in this way, it helped me to quell the incessant pinching at the back of my neck to make progress faster. Because thatโ€™s what led me to the stage of burnout that got me here in the first place ๐Ÿซ  le sigh. But Iโ€™m still a realistic hippie. And now that Iโ€™m ready to up the antรฉ on my goal of financially supporting myself through my art, I know that it will require me to get super intentional with my days in order to explore this goal. Iโ€™m reframing my days & my schedule to reflect the idea that art will be my โ€œjob,โ€ and taking it seriously, along with my dedication to not following through if I donโ€™t โ€œfeel like itโ€ each day. Today is day TWO of my writing practice, and I already felt negative because when I sat down to write, my mind was blank. I wanted to start organizing the method Iโ€™m going to begin using to organize my daily schedule for my dream life. And boom - it then inspired me to write this. Which brings me to now explain the idea behind the title of this piece - Your Practices Are Who You Are. Iโ€™m going to create a physical Trello board using magnets, which will each read one of the practices or habits that will be required to make this new venture actually amount to something. Luckily now that Iโ€™ve worked on two businesses, Iโ€™ve got the true knowledge of what it takes to build a digital & financial ecosystem for what Iโ€™m planning. It requires so much more time than youโ€™d think, oh my lanta. But instead of adding more to my plate, Iโ€™ve removed just about everything from my plate to make room, instead. Not everyone has this luxury. But it is what it is. And I am going to try. And no matter what happens, I will be kind to my heart & I will do my best to share the lessons Iโ€™m learning & that Iโ€™ve learned along the way. Thank you for reading ๐Ÿ’– This is a public episode. If you would like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit thepnwdogmom.substack.com

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Iโ€™ll be honest, living in the US with the fascist takeover, constant attack on hope, my loved ones, and people like myself - drove me to the darkest period of my life in 2025. Upon searching for my own personal reason for living & meditating on how I can uplift humanity & resist in my own way - I found my answer. I believe my purpose is to alchemize my dark pain into art. Art is a magic that can touch the soul, when logic canโ€™t. I hope to raise the vibration of our collective consciousness through my art practice, to spread messages of resilience & inner peace, & to remind women of the power we hold. I encourage you to view my artistic works, & to share them via your fav platform to help spread positivity to your circle. You can find my work on these platforms as well: IG, TikTok, Podcast, Youtube. I want to cause a butterfly effect of hope. Here is my invitation for you to join me. ๐Ÿฆ‹ -ES thepnwdogmom.substack.com