A sudden jolt of neck pain canceled my Labor Day plans and handed me a surprising teacher: presence. As I prepare for my first Cancer Support Community retreat and my last Dare retreat, I’m exploring how detours, support, and intention can change everything.

A sudden jolt of neck pain canceled my Labor Day plans and handed me a surprising teacher: presence. As I prepare for my first Cancer Support Community retreat and my last Dare retreat, I’m exploring how detours, support, and intention can change everything.

Labor Day has me feeling the seasonal shift—and, if I’m honest, the comparison bug—until I remembered to be where my feet are. From Bozeman ice cream taste-tests to back-to-school rituals, here’s a Montana-minded reframe to savor the end of summer.

I’m saddling up for my final Dare to Detour retreat at Nine Quarter Circle Ranch, and I’m sharing the ten things I love most about this Big Sky sanctuary: horses, creative workshops, starry sleep, and pure sisterhood.

At 60, I closed my second Saturn return— it was hard truths, healing, and fresh starts. Learn what a Saturn return is and what I’m Daring to do next: downhill skiing again, El Camino, and... a tattoo?!

After 21 days and five states in my van, I discovered how a road trip can reintroduce you to yourself, offering both unexpected connection and deep solitude. Every Detour became an invitation to slow down, reflect, and remember what truly matters.

After years of transformative retreats and unforgettable connections, I’m announcing that this September’s Montana gathering will be my final Dare to Detour retreat. As I embrace a new chapter—honoring my intuition and shifting my focus—you’re invited to join me for one last unforgettable adventure and help shape the future of our Dare community.

Curious about what makes the Dare Guides travel community so special for adventurous women? I’m answering your most frequently asked questions about our unique membership so you can see if it’s the perfect fit for your next journey.

As I celebrate my 60th birthday on a 21-day road trip, I’ve found myself reflecting on this question I was asked recently by a 20-something-year-old. Here is the advice—and the hard-won wisdom—I wish I could give my 20-something self, in hopes that it lights the way for you, too.

Turning 60 felt like the perfect reason to give myself the adventure of a lifetime—a 21-day solo road trip through some of the most breathtaking landscapes in the Northwest. I’m sharing my itinerary and tips!

I am one wLet me start with something we don’t say enough: feeling a little nervous before a trip abroad is absolutely normal. Even for seasoned travelers like myself, a big international journey brings with it a heady mix of excitement and uncertainty.

I am one week into The Artist's Way and reminded once again that life has a funny way with timing. That book has been sitting in a pile on the bottom step of my bookshelf for five years—five years!—collecting dust while I walked past it every single day.

This week, I felt like a true Montana ranch girl. Chalk it up to something on my "59 for 59" list—things I want to say YES to in this last year of my fifties—and this time, it was fly fishing.

Are you ready to step outside your routine, reconnect with yourself, and ignite your sense of adventure? This summer, I’m inviting you to choose your own transformative path with three unique ways to "Detour"—each crafted to empower, inspire, and connect you with an incredible community of women.

I've always been a gardener. Growing up in Oregon, my parents had my sister and me working alongside them in the garden practically every day. When I moved to Montana, I had to start completely over—learning to garden in this different climate.

A new habit I’ve picked up is a “spotting joy” practice. The goal is noticing the small, daily rituals that make up glimmers of joy. I’m also sharing how I spent 4 days in Dallas, Texas.

These days, it feels like everyone has an opinion on my “single status.” Comments on my dating life like, “Surprised you’re not in a relationship by now!” is a refrain I hear a little too often.

Women’s lives ebb and flow in ways our mothers and grandmothers might recognize, but the magnifying glass is so much bigger now. I’m sharing why I believe our in-between seasons (a.k.a. menopause) are our most powerful.

Are we all simultaneously fascinated and horrified by the spiraling plot of the last season of White Lotus? (My favorite couple was Rick & Chelsea by the way.) And all the while, you’re kind of thinking to yourself, "But I kind of want to go on a vacation now too..."

I want to have an honest conversation about budgets. I think many of us are thinking differently about our money this year – where it goes, how we spend it, and what truly matters. Here's the question:
How can we still invest in ourselves through travel, even if it looks different than before?