One of the hardest parts of leaving Idaho for Vermont in 2021 was believing I would never again visit any of the cairns I built in the Payette National Forest to memorialize the lives of Maia and Meadow, my two Alaskan Malamutes who helped me explore wild forest places after we moved to Idaho in… Continue reading The Magic Remains
Author: Rebecca Wallick
Changes
The only constant in life is change. ~Heraclitus I was away from Idaho’s Salmon River Mountains for 3.5 years. I’m so lucky to be back in the place that, as no other, feels like home. Yet as much as I feel I’ve returned to familiar ground, I’m continually surprised by how much has changed in… Continue reading Changes
My Rookie Mistake
I got a decent night’s sleep last night (rare lately because of nerve pain in my left leg), Conall ate his breakfast (also rare lately due to his aging), and the morning was cool and gorgeous, so off he, Chann, and I went for a walk on a nearby country road in the valley. As… Continue reading My Rookie Mistake
An Unexpected Benefit of Being Kind
My father always told me, “Remember, you’re no better than anyone else. Treat everyone—from the janitor to the CEO—equally, with kindness and respect.” From a young age, I watched him put that philosophy into action. He enjoyed shooting the breeze with anyone he met, from a mechanic working on his (or my) car to wealthy… Continue reading An Unexpected Benefit of Being Kind
What Sort of Dog Would I Be?
I admit, I have a love-hate relationship with AI. I love how much better the results for my Google and other internet searches are with AI providing initial answers and links supporting them. And, it’s instantaneous. I hate how AI is already forever changing the writing landscape. No longer can one assume, upon receiving anything… Continue reading What Sort of Dog Would I Be?
Targeting Lawyers: Who Will Speak Up for Them?
It's easy, even fashionable, to hate lawyers. Until you need one. Imagine you’re accused of a crime. Or you want a divorce. Or you own a company and hope to do business with the federal government, maybe supplying goods or technology. You need competent, zealous legal representation. Now imagine that the attorney or firm you… Continue reading Targeting Lawyers: Who Will Speak Up for Them?
Kindness as a Path for Change
I’m exhausted. You, too? Since January 20th, chaos, uncertainty, and disinformation have created disbelief and despair in doses I haven’t experienced in my nearly seven decades. I thought I had prepared. But… no. Lately it feels like we’re all riding the wild elephant, unable to get off safely, as much as we wish we… Continue reading Kindness as a Path for Change
Life’s Wild Ride
My last post mentioned feeling lost for blogging words of late. Soon after, wanting to post something but not sure what I write, I came to understand part of my writing block was that so much had happened over the past year. Too much, it sometimes seemed. I needed to relay the bigger events and… Continue reading Life’s Wild Ride
Where Have All The Words Gone?
I’ve rarely been accused of being at a loss for words. Yes, I’m an introvert who prefers quiet and alone time. But words rarely fail me, always swirling in my mind, sometimes spoken aloud, mostly written. Yet, ever since launching Wild Running into the big world in April 2024, I’ve felt strangely… mute. I struggle… Continue reading Where Have All The Words Gone?
Grieving a Car
How does one grieve a car? Is that even a thing, or am I weird? They're just things. Expensive, useful objects that require maintenance and insurance. Yet, one can grow attached to them. My two oldest brothers named their first car, purchased from an uncle, Gomper. It was green, one of those large, bulbous 1950s… Continue reading Grieving a Car









