(This page was last updated on October 23, 2021.)
Hello! Thank you for visiting my blog and swinging by my “About Me” page. So… about me….
My name is Rachel. I’ve been married to Tim since December 2005. I’m a dog mom to a six(ish)-year-old rescued (adopted on July 22, 2020) Pit Bull named Jaxx.
I’m an employee relations professional who works remotely from home. We lived on the Kitsap Peninsula of Washington state for 5.5 years, but we bought a new home and moved in May 2021. We now live in the farming/prairie region of south Puget Sound in Thurston County. Our property is on 4.5 acres about 18 miles from Olympia and 70 miles south of Seattle. Mt. Rainier towers over the area where we live, and it’s always a thrill when “the mountain is out!” We are beginning our journey as small-time farmers, so stay tuned for that! We will begin a small farming operation in 2022 to grow a lot of own own food.
Religiously, I have been on a life-long journey. Faith, and a connection to the Divine, has been a focus of mine since I was in my early 20s. Honestly, I sometimes wish it wasn’t so important to me, but it is. Connecting deeper with God has been the goal, and it has taken me down some very different roads. I was raised non-denominational Christian, converted to Roman Catholicism in 2006, left Catholicism in 2009 for Protestantism (specifically, United Methodism), and left Christianity completely and began practicing Judaism in 2015. I officially converted to Judaism (via Reform Judaism) in 2017 after practicing Judaism for two years. I thought I had found my “spiritual home” in Judaism, and while I was satisfied in Judaism for a while, I became really frustrated and disillusioned during the pandemic. I went from happy and satisfied to miserable and feeling like God was so, so very far out of my reach. Through some deeply personal, private experiences that have occurred in the past eight months, I have since realized that I made a lot of really, really poor choices based on my anger with Christians. Because of the disgusting, completely misguided support of Donald Trump (that opinion is a hill I will die on) from so many Christians and a complete lack of actually knowing WHO Jesus was (fact: I had never even read the New Testament), I not only rejected the religion but Jesus Christ. I have since realized that I will never be happy living Jewishly and I no longer consider myself Jewish. Instead, I am in the process of returning to Christianity. Specifically, I am working toward returning to full communion with the Roman Catholic Church (the church I never should have left in the first place). I have a long way to go, but righting my wrongs and correcting my mistakes takes time.
I am still in a weird transition in my life that is the result of my father dying in July 2017, my mother-in-law dying in September 2017, and my younger brother dying in August 2018. These deaths have rocked me to my core and changed me in ways with which I’m still coming to terms. I wear grief like a cloak – it’s become part of who I am.
I am also in a weird place politically. I have been, for the most part, pretty liberal, although I am becoming more conservative all the time as the world moves farther to the left. I was raised in the Midwest and grew up Republican, but time, experience, and education changed me (in more ways than just my political views). My political views are continuing to evolve. While I currently feel pretty conservative, I reject everything those who wear the GOP, Republican, or right-wing labels stand for because they are just mouthpieces for Trump, who is an evil, horrible man. (And it’s not up for debate.)
My favorite place on earth is amongst the trees of the Pacific Northwest, wherever I can find them. Those tall trees are my chapel, and the wind blowing through them is the voice of the Divine.