Calling all creatives, all revolutionaries, all architects of a new, more sustainable, resilient and authentic future. Please take a minute to watch our new video teaser and consider supporting this project. After the first two days of its launch, we have already fundraised a 1/4 of our goal. Share with your worlds, and please join us in celebrating and defending wild spaces.
Here’s the teaser for “The Crossing” an incredible video project I’m currently directing and co-producing with Mike Hanich at E Media. Really happy with how it came out. Really good responses so far, and Kickstarter will be coming within the week. Stay tuned.
Excited and honored to announce that I’ll be heading back on tour this summer, this time with Death Cab for Cutie as they headline Boston Calling Festival and several other shows in New York and New Jersey. Much like my time with The Postal Service last summer, I’ll be Trail Coordinator (what?!) for the entire band and crew + assisting with production. Gonna be good, real good. In NY, MA, or NJ during May? I’d love to see you.
Photos from 3 weeks in Todos Santos, Mexico. After living there last winter, it was restorative to spend time with family, old friends, and mountains. Quotes from Alan Weisman’s (“The World Without Us”) newest book, Countdown. Incredible achievement covering the complexities of our world population predicament. Heavy. Bleak. And important as hell. Read it.
A World Bursting its Seams. “Even if today’s breeding generation is having fewer children per family, because their grandparent and parents had so many, every four-and-a-half days, there are a million more people on the planet. Even to a schoolchild, that does not sound very sustainable.”
2013 turned out to be a year of unprecedented commitment and progress. Lived in Mexico. Organized a protest. Ran the Grand Canyon, Rim-to-Rim-to-Rim, in one day. Traveled to Colombia. Represented my sponsor Ultraspire at Western States 100, then teamed up with Anton Krupicka to pace/crew Joe Grant at Hardrock 100. Went on tour with Ben Gibbard and The Postal Service. Started graduate school in Missoula, Montana. Got detained by police for protesting Montana’s coal export and sitting on train tracks to stop coal train traffic. Honored to have my work published in Camas Magazine, Trail Runner Magazine, irunfar.com and the Dirtbag Diaries.
2014 will be even richer. More bold, more urgent action, more participation in this mysterious and wild planet on which we live. Happy New Years to you. I love you. I love you. I love you. Thanks for reading the Jasmine Dialogues.
Now, it’s time. Time for us to fight for what we love. Time to dance. Time to revolt. Wildy, n
Excited to announce that my article, “Wanted: Trail Running Coordinator,” was just published in print for Trail Runner Magazine!
The piece covers my time this summer touring with the band The Postal Service. Really honored to have this story shared on such a visible magazine (and to have also been published online for them in September.) This is my biggest circulated readership publication to date. December 2013, Making Tracks Section, page 14. Just hit the shelves, so pick up your copy at the local running store or magazine aisle.
And thanks for the visits and support for the Jasmine Dialogues. Simply put? I love you.
Trail Runner Magazine just published my article, “Disposability is Dead.” The article focuses on environmental responsibility in the endurance community and our personal agencies for changing the game. Enjoy. Excerpt below.
“As we enter this “Golden Era” for endurance sport, we must stop courting convenience now. With race entrant numbers shooting steadily upward, we must look downward, to the ground, to the Earth. We must reject consumer models whose focal point is solely what’s the cheapest, the easiest or the fastest. I find this to go against the very spirit of ultrarunning, where races are often designed to avoid convenience, and instead to favor challenging terrain and aesthetic passage.”
On July 15th, I started one of the most memorable experiences of my life: touring with The Postal Service. 23 days. 3 tour buses. 3 semi-trucks. 24 people: Band, Production Management, Merchandise, Stage Techs, Drum/Guitar Techs, Sound and Lighting Personnel. And me. All traveling together from Spokane, WA, through Vancouver, BC then down the entire West Coast, finishing off in the Midwest.
11 tour stops, 15 shows. And 15 running adventures.
As “Wilderness/Trail Coordinator,” I was hired to research the best trails/mountains at every stop along the tour, take lead singer and good friend Ben Gibbard on them, then return to the venue (alive) before soundcheck. I also worked closely alongside the production team to help with show responsibilities. The opportunity was simply unparalleled. The people were incredible, professionals in their craft, of the highest caliber, all supporting musicians embodying great humility, love and knowledge for their art. An article brewing about the experience, but for now, a few photos from the music side of things…
Poetry generated from a particularly poignant moment while wandering through Colombia.
Travels to Colombia this June brought many incredible memories. It also exposed some harsh realities of a widening cleavage between the rich and poor. On a balmy afternoon in Bogota, I was sitting in a busy plaza when a homeless boy, 10 years at most, collapsed face-down in front of me, quite possibly dead, a shadowed casualty of huffing glue, aloneness and a system putting profit well before people. I’ve been witness to such tragedy before, both at home and abroad, but this scene rattled me to the core. A few words surfaced shortly afterwards.
Mind the gap, would you?
That bleeding, gaping
Screeching white noise.
Bit and bat, split and splat
Sipping, gripping, tripping
Into diaphanous dentures
Of broken class-glass.
Pillow fluffed, overstuffed
With bills, pills and oil spills
Suffocating the Forgotten,
Great Chasm, indeed.
Only those with enough rope
May afford to breathe.
High up in Emerald Caves
Scans subtle movements,
Eye shadow of rust.
WD-40. Apply like napalm.
King of the Hill swirling,
Distended tummy curling.
Watches atop empty piles
Of dirty riches and on-sale bitches.
Whose teeth to kick in
Spoon-fed hopes and dreams.
Costumes cost lives.
Hiding tears, entombing fears.
Petro pollutant Periwinkle.
The Department of Dignity
Ropes tied to limbs,
Horses wild and cantering,
Allies of riotous Wind.
Warm animal blood
Rubbing and surfacing,
Braided now into tethered lashings.
Rise. Rise. Rise.
Social climate change
On the rise.
Sweeping with it
The raped shadow.
So grab your biggest stick.
Wrap open-pit gold chains
Scaly, white, quivering.
This is War.
War of the Illusion-Chasers.
War of Immortality.
A race to the bottom
Surely no one to win.
But everything to lose.
Rope is nearly gone.
Just enough for a noose.
Had some fun with this one. Currently collaborating with Mexican editors to finalize a short documentary film (July 2013) about the 70-Mile Protest Run in Baja against open-pit mining in the Sierra de la Laguna Mountains. Here’s a teaser to snack on in the meantime. Only had a few of the clips to play with. Full media coverage list below, too. Disfruta.
Complete List: Digital Media Coverage (Mexican + US print articles not included):
- March 20 – Octavio Dia: “Atleta Correra en Defensa de Sierra la Laguna”
- March 20 – Peninsular Digital: “Correrá Triolo por la Sierra”
- March 25 - El Informador – “Ambientalistas protestan contra la minería tóxica”
- April 1 – Sentinel: “Gulf to the Pacific, Saving the Sierra.”
- April 2 – Calaveras Enterprise: “Ultrarunner Preps for Race.”
- April 3 – The Jasmine Dialogues, Scouting Trip: “Fox Tails + Orange Peels.“
- April 9 – Octavio Dia: “Race for Sierra Laguna a Peaceful Protest“
- April 17 – The Jasmine Dialogues: “A Day of Protest: In Photos”
- May 20 – The Jasmine Dialogues: “The Sleeping Indian.” (Full Story)
- May 22 – Vimeo: “Running for the Gold” Movie Trailer
- May 28 – Calaveras Enterprise: “The Power of Movement.”
- June 6 – Destellos de Saber: “El Indio Durmiente” (“Sleeping Indian” translated into Spanish)