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Day 12: Drawn back like a bow

Christa Avampato
Photo by Remy Gieling on Unsplash

It can be difficult to get from day to day when we feel like we’re stuck, or even worse, going backward. We are, rightly, obsessed with progress and forward momentum.

But life will sometimes slow us down. Something will stand in our way, seemingly immovable, and so we have to search for a way up, over, and most often, through. Illness and injury are the most palpable examples of what it feels like to be held back, no longer able to do what we once could. Maybe it’s temporary. Maybe it’s permanent. All of it is frustrating at best, and often downright depressing.

Over the past 5 years, I’ve been held back a lot. My health took a lot of time and effort to restore. It still takes a lot of time and effort to maintain. Side effects are a daily struggle, and I’m only half way through the decade of meds I need to take. This is the hand I’ve been dealt.

When I see myself being held back, and even actively pulled backward, I close my eyes and remind myself I am like a bow and arrow. To fly forward, an arrow must be drawn back. The stronger the force pulling it back, the further it will fly when eventually that force relents. And it will always eventually relent, releasing the arrow.

What keeps me going in moments of regression is knowing that one day I will get past all these obstacles standing in my way. In the meantime, I am getting stronger, more resilient, and learning because of these setbacks. I am an arrow, and my day to fly will arrive.

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Day 13: Training Dogs to Be Four-Legged Conservationists

Christa Avampato
One of John Rucker’s Boykin Spaniels delicately carrying an ornate box turtle to safety. Photo from Nature Conservancy

I’m hoping that this year I will be able to adopt a dog. My foster dogs have helped me heal from the loss of my soul dog, Phineas. I will never get over losing him, and I’m also ready to welcome another dog into my life for their whole life. One thing I’d love to do with my future dog is to train to be a therapy team in chemo units and for kids reading to dogs programs at the New York and Brooklyn Public Libraries. Today, I learned about another opportunity that I’d love to look into, merging my love of dogs with my love for nature.

When we talk about climate adaptation and wildlife restoration, our minds usually jump to solutions that range from high-tech solutions like satellite tracking or automated drone monitoring to letting nature take her course and reclaim the land and seas. But across the world, some of the most effective conservation tools ever deployed run on four legs—or a quick game of fetch.

Conservation dogs are quietly transforming how we protect fragile ecosystems and wildlife. By training dogs to use their olfactory superpowers—which are tens of thousands of times more sensitive than ours—scientists and local communities are locating endangered species, tracking invasive pests, and stopping illegal wildlife trafficking in fractions of the time it takes human teams. (A mind-blowing fact about the sensitivity of a dog’s nose: Bloodhounds have an olfactory capability that can even reach up to 10 million times as sensitive as ours!)

My love for dogs runs as deep as my love for nature so learning how dogs can promote conservation has me wondering if this is a future career path for me, and a type of work I can do with my future dog. The talent of these pups is a powerful reminder that our smartest path forward often isn’t trying to out-engineer nature or just leaving nature to clean up our mess, but learning how to partner with her for the good of all species, including humans.

Precision Tracking in the Field

The real-world impacts of conservation canines span across oceans, prairies, and geographic borders:

  • Prairie Turtle Monitors: At The Nature Conservancy’s Nachusa Grasslands in Illinois, a famous squad of retired Boykin spaniels (trained by handler John Rucker, a retired high school English teacher from North Carolina) helped scientists track threatened ornate box turtles hidden deep in tallgrass prairie. Thanks to their soft mouths, the dogs gently picked up and retrieved the turtles without causing a single injury, locating more turtles in two hours than human researchers could find in a full week. Talk about efficiency!
  • Pangolin and Ivory Detection: Organizations like Working Dogs for Conservation (WD4C) deploy sniffer dogs to transit hubs and border checkpoints across Africa and Asia. These dogs detect hidden ivory, rhino horn, and pangolin scales with breathtaking accuracy, disrupting illegal poaching networks before products leave the region.
  • Saving the Right Whale: Off the coast of New England and Canada, specialized detection dogs ride on the bows of research boats to sniff out North Atlantic Right Whale scat from over a mile away. Finding these samples allows marine biologists to assess whale stress levels, pregnancy rates, and diet without ever disturbing these critically endangered and majestic ocean giants.
  • Invasive Species Eradication: In New Zealand and Hawaii, local conservation teams rely on dogs to hunt down invasive pests like rats, stoats, and Argentine ants that threaten native bird populations. What would take human teams weeks of destructive searching, a trained dog can pinpoint in a single afternoon. Give these dogs a raise!
  • Locating Invisible Plants: In the American West, dogs sniff out invasive weeds before they bloom above ground, allowing land managers to eradicate problem plants before they overtake native grasslands and fuel wildfire risks. How devastating can invasive plants be if left to run amok? Kudzu, a fast-growing climbing vine known is know as “the vine that ate the South” because it’s now so pervasive and seemingly unstoppable. It was brought to the U.S. from Japan in 1876. 150 years on, we’re still dealing with its destruction.

A Model for Local Agency

What makes working conservation dogs so compelling for community resilience is their low barrier to technology and high degree of local agency. You don’t need a multi-million-dollar lab or proprietary software to run a successful conservation dog program. You need dedicated handlers, strong local knowledge, a deep respect for animal behavior, and imagination.

It re-centers conservation work on human-animal partnerships, bringing local communities directly into the field as active custodians of their own ecosystems.

The Togetherhood Takeaway

True resilience means expanding our toolkit beyond human tech and recognizing the ecological allies already around us.

  • Reframe How We View Nature’s Capabilities: Technology is vital, but biological solutions are often faster, cheaper, and less invasive. Look for opportunities in your own community where natural processes (a community members of all species!) can solve structural problems.
  • Support Local Working Dog Programs: Look into organizations like Working Dogs for Conservation or Rogue Detection Teams. Supporting non-profits that train shelter dogs or rescue breeds for wildlife research gives animals a second life while protecting vital habitats.
  • Become an Active Observer: Dogs succeed because they pay hyper-detailed attention to their environment. Take a cue from our four-legged partners this week: practice active observation in your local parks or urban green spaces to better understand the biodiversity right outside your doorstep.

We can’t tackle the ecological crisis alone. One of our best partners in building a sustainable future is sitting right at our feet, tail wagging and ready to help.

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Day 14: Motion is Lotion

Christa Avampato
Photo by Bruno Nascimento on Unsplash

As I close in on 2 weeks until my med shift, I’m feeling pretty run down. Work is very busy (in a good way). I’m trying to adjust my sleep schedule to match what my senior foster dog needs. I have a bunch of personal project deadlines coming up in the next few weeks. I’m making time for out-of-town guests and fun because it’s summer. And I decided to take vacation after all because, again, it’s summer.

For a couple of days, I skipped my FitOn workouts. I’ve been working out with the FitOn app since 2022 and it helps me manage many of my side effects: fatigue, insomnia, joint pain, muscle pain, and my mental health. (It’s free and has so many excellent coaches and classes!) Yesterday I was feeling cranky and the area all the way around my shoulder joint was hurting. Though I’m taking my foster dog on many walks every day (older dogs need to go outside more often!), I’ve skimped on my own daily workouts. My mind and body were both feeling it.

When we’re crunched for time, we often let our own needs fall by the wayside. That’s exactly what I was doing. A number of years ago, one of my yoga teachers said to me, “Motion is lotion. When we move our bodies more, we find it’s easier to move our bodies more. The more we don’t move, the harder it is to get moving.”

So despite being tired and geared up for a long day of work ahead of me, I got my workout in this morning and felt better for it. I really can’t skip any of my daily workouts. Lesson learned, over and over again.

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Day 15: Transforming our mindset through nature

Christa Avampato
Photo by Chinh Le Duc on Unsplash

“My favorite puzzle game is Darwinian Brain Tease…you identify evolutionary riddles and try to think of solutions.” ~David Stipp, Why Rats Laugh & Jellyfish Sleep: And other Enchanting Stories of Evolution

I recently read this book and loved the idea of this game. We can play it anywhere, alone or with other people, and it doesn’t take any tools other than our imagination.

It reminds me of a meditation game I used to play when I was sick and wanted to be anywhere other than in my body. It was the pandemic so I couldn’t go anywhere and couldn’t see people other than my medical team. I would close my eyes and imagine myself as different animals: a snake shedding their skin, a bat flying at night, a giraffe tall and elegant looking down on the world below, and my favorite – imagining myself with my dog Phineas, able to breathe underwater and exploring the ocean with a whale named Blue as our tour guide.

This game connected me to nature, gave me a place to go when I couldn’t go anywhere, and got me outside of my body that was broken and bruised. Putting my mind into nature, even if my body couldn’t be there, shifted my perspective and helped me rest on many nights of relentless insomnia, worry, fear, and grief. I gave those emotions over to nature, and in return I found that they were fuel for creativity and hope.

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Day 16: How to stack the odds in our favor

Christa Avampato
Photo by Shane Stagner on Unsplash

I read a story about a woman who wanted to spend more time noticing the things that go right in life. Every time something goes right for her, she says to herself, “Everything always works out for me always all the time.”

It could be something small – making the perfect cup of coffee in the morning or catching the train just in time. Or it could be something monumental – getting into a dream graduate program or acing an interview. No matter the scale, she repeats that phrase, and she’s gotten her friends hooked on it, too.

And you know what? It worked. With that phrase, she retrained her brain to notice when something goes right just as often as when something goes wrong. If we constantly tell ourselves the odds are stacked in our favor, can we actually shift the odds? Are our minds that powerful? It’s worth a shot.

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Day 17: Thank you for helping me help dogs

Christa Avampato

THANK YOU to everyone who contributed to my fundraising efforts for the Muddy Paws Rescue Pack Challenge! You helped me exceed my goal and every dollar will go toward life saving care for dogs looking for their forever homes. Beyond grateful to have you as part of the pack.

Fostering and volunteering with Muddy Paws is some of the most meaningful work I do and because of your generosity, we will keep going!

Though the Pack Challenge is over, the page remains open and still accepts donations so if you’d like to give, go to Give.muddypawsrescue.org/phineas2026

Together, we’re saving lives every day!

Here are photos of all my foster dogs from NYC ACC, ASPCA, and Bowling Green Warren County Humane Society, and my soul dog, Phinny, who I honor by fostering. 🌈💛🐾

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Day 18: What Lies Beneath

Christa Avampato
Print by Nicole Barsaleau. Photo by Christa Avampato.

My friend, Alex, sent me this print by Nicole Barsaleau a few years ago. I have it framed in my kitchen and I read it often. It reminds me of something my therapist, Brian, said to me many moons ago: “The prana (the all-knowing energy) cares about you and also cares about the system.” In other words, as we get better, we make everything around us better, too.

When I first got sick, I was angry and confused. How could this happen to ME? I try to do everything right. I follow all the rules and best practices. I take care of myself. How could I get cancer at a young age? Scientifically, I knew I was exposed to toxic fertilizers and industrial pollution in my hometown where I grew up. I understood cancer happens when one of our cells has a mutation that our immune system misses and then it quickly replicates while masquerading as a normal cell. Cancer is a sneaky little f*cker.

“This cancer came to hone you,” Brian said in one of our sessions as I was preparing for surgery and the long treatment road. “There will be a kind of death. And also a rebirth.”

To which I responded, “The Universe couldn’t hone me with something that WASN’T cancer?!”

I didn’t choose cancer but I could choose how to approach it and learn from it. Part of living is to make meaning of the things that happen to us. To do some good with whatever finds us, particularly if we didn’t choose it. What good was I going to do with cancer if I lived to restore my health? That puzzle kept me looking forward and reaching out. It still does. Universe willing, I’ll be learning from cancer and using what I learn to help others for many years to come.

I’ve coached people through their own illnesses, many of them different types of cancer. I’ve participated in clinical trials that yielded new medications and treatments. I’ve referred friends to my doctors. I’ve written articles and done interviews about my experience and they’ve helped thousands of patients and caregivers make a way out of no way. My nearly dying from Taxol changed the way my cancer center evaluates bloodwork to identify a rare but potentially lethal side effect at its earliest stages. I’ve signed off to have my data join with thousands of others in enormous databases for scientists to use today and in the future.

“Use this body for science,” I tell my doctors. They did. They still do. They will continue to.

In an ironic way, cancer made me healthier, happier, more grateful, and less stressed because I learned to make my own health my single biggest priority. Without it, I can’t do anything for anyone.

Do I wish I could have learned that without cancer? Sure. Do I think I would have? Maybe briefly but it wouldn’t have stuck. Now, my body, mind, and spirit force me to maintain it.

I’m better now, and the system’s better, too.

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Day 19: A Bit Better Every Day Adds Up

Christa Avampato
Sunset from Bay Ridge, Brooklyn. Photo by Christa Avampato.

“If you can get 1 percent better each day for one year, you’ll end up thirty-seven times better by the time you’re done.” ~James Clear, Atomic Habits

I don’t need to shoot up like a rocket in any facet of my life to have the life I want. Instead, I’m consistent. Every day I try to be a bit better, do a bit better. Those small consistent changes are sustainable and measurable. They add up and they matter. This might feel slow. Some days I feel like I’m not making any progress toward something that’s really important to me.

But then I look back a month, a year, two years, five years. I see how far I’ve come. I look at old pictures and I see how sick I looked. I remember how sick I felt all the time. I still feel sick a lot but I’ve learned to not dwell on it. I acknowledge it.

“I see you trying, body,” I say. “Okay, we’ll rest for a moment.”

I take a deep breath. I pull myself up. I remind myself every day how far I’ve come. I keep going. I do things that make me happy. Things that bring me joy.

And tomorrow, I’ll do it all over again, I hope. Universe willing. For many, many days to come. Long may it continue.

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Day 20: A magician in the kitchen

Christa Avampato
Me smiling with a plate of Golden Diner’s famous pancakes

I see myself as an amateur cook and baker, and a professional eater. I’m always hungry for something delicious. I also love that other than a recipe I may have on my phone (though I love cookbooks – I read them like novels!), cooking and baking are completely analog, tactile activities. No screens. No chatter. Lots of experimenting. No matter how well I know a recipe, making it never unfolds exactly the same way twice (at least not for me!)

I don’t like shopping. At all. Except for grocery shopping. Picking out and trying on clothes. Ugh. Not at all interested. Picking out produce, spice blends, cheeses. Sign me up for all of that. I get giddy as I head home with my grocery bags knowing they are full of potential to bring me joy.

There’s something magical and poetic about taking a bunch of separate ingredients and combining them to make something greater than the sum of its parts. I love the science, art, and sprinkle of luck that’s involved in cooking and baking.

Because I’m an adventurous eater, I’m also an adventurous cook and baker. I love to try making a cuisine that’s not in my wheelhouse. I love cracking into a recipe that I’ve never made before. I like to stretch my techniques, trying to make something that feels just beyond my skill set. Like all adventures, there will be some mishaps. Sometimes, I’ll mess up, make a mess, or burn something.

The other day I made something that was *truly* awful. I tossed it right into the compost, which crushed my heart a bit because it felt like a waste of time and I hate food waste. It makes me hangry to make something terrible, but that’s part of the process of an analog activity.

Sometimes I’ll completely surprise myself with how good something is. I’ll master a technique that I’ve worked hard to fully understand and execute. That makes me feel like a wizard, confident in my abilities and happy with a full belly.

When perfecting a recipe, I have to try and try again to get it just right and to get a result I’m consistently happy with. And there’s something to be said for that. Yes, the reward of something perfectly cooked or baked is a thing of beauty. But there’s also so much reward in the process itself from the planning and research, to shopping, to being in my kitchen and then at my dining table. I even like the washing up afterwards.

On my bucket list is a cooking vacation where the entire point of the trip is to take cooking classes, go to food markets, and visit farms, restaurants, and food businesses. Food is so full of everything I love – culture, history, and stories. Always stories. And to me, that sounds like an ideal way to spend my time.

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Day 21: Healing in the dirt

Christa Avampato
Photo by Christa Avampato

“Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt.” ~John Muir

I grew up in the dirt, literally. There was (and still is) a tractor crossing sign across the street from the house where I grew up. My rural hometown fostered a childhood that involved climbing trees and making mud pies. When I was little, I was convinced that there was a dinosaur skeleton hiding under the ground in my backyard. I enlisted my sister, Weez, to help me dig and dig and dig. All we found was a small mouse skeleton, but I thought it was clearly a prehistoric mouse!

Nature and science have been sources of healing for me on this journey and throughout my life. Other kids wanted to be doctors, firefighters, or teachers. I wanted to be a paleontologist. I still do. Whenever I get to see my dear friend, mentor, and science hero, Dr. Ken Lacovara, I get to soak in all his paleontology wisdom. (More in a separate post later about his beautiful science museum, the Edelman Fossil Park, that I just visited with my wonderful friends, Wayne and Ernie.

My childhood was far from idyllic, but there were some very positive things about growing up in the sticks. I got my hands dirty in the process of making things. I grew up in a farming community. Animals were my friends and companions, as much as people. Maybe even more than people. I learned to appreciate the Earth, her majesty and her power. Weather was a way of life, and I still watch it with fascination and wonder. I also thought long and hard about being a meteorologist, and that dream led me to study environmental sustainability at University of Cambridge.

More people today talk about being eager to get into mud. There’s a trend of younger people returning to the land and regenerative farming. I completely understand that calling. It lives in my bones.

There’s something to be said for the slow life, the life we build rather than the life we buy shrink-wrapped and delivered right to our doorstep. Creation builds confidence and bolsters the imagination. It makes us self-sufficient. I’m all for it, for all of us. There’s a lot of beauty and authenticity down there in the mud.

In late August, I’m taking a trip north to get into the dirt, sand, and water. I just finalized those plans today. Adventure awaits. I can’t wait to take you with me.