Now, I know it’s not just me who can feel the love oozing out of those photos.
Looking at them puts a lump in my throat, actually. Because these are the types of friendships I have been craving since I can remember. And the link that binds us? Our work. Our mission. The message we feel compelled to spread. Going on tour with Jess, Melissa, Amanda and Yvette in honour of Self-Love + Sisterhood has been one of the most deeply enriching experiences of my life.
And with tears in my eyes, I can’t even express my gratitude. That I can spend such meaningful time with these women; laughing, sharing our stories, getting to know each a other a little better with each and every minute, all the while looking out over hundreds of faces, offering up love-drenched words delivered straight from our hearts.
And although this body of mine was exhausted and worn out from repeated peaks of adrenaline and very little sleep, I was a little heart-broken to see the tour come to an end. Definite highlights for me were the post-event chats, cuddles and photos with the audience. Have I told you lately how much I love you?!
I miss my sisters already; they make me feel alive and strengthened, and when we’re together, I can feel our love for each other ricochet around the room. Emails are powerful, instagram is fun and text messages evoke smiles, but connecting with your internet besties in real-time? There’s nothing like it…
And while I’m on the topic of internet-friends-turned-real-life-besties, can a girl be any more blessed than having this gorgeous goddess to come ‘home’ to? Again, tears well.
Years ago, when I was snowboarding and snorkelling beers and convincing myself that I was ‘one of the boys’, I remember thinking: I want to have friends that I can hug again. Not just high-five, but hold.
I wanted friendships that could melt time and feel whole with a warm hug. I wanted to love my friends, not just try and drink them under the table. And now – deep sigh, finally (!)- there is an abundance of this type of friendship in my life. My arms are open.
Self Love + Sisterhood. Add these words to your vocabulary, beautiful. Pronto.
If you’re unsure of where to start on your journey toward a more self-accepting life filled with precious friendships, I’ll be posting a three (or four, or five, who knows?) part series on what went down on stage. There were light-bulb moments a plenty, and simply too much juiciness for you to miss out on. So be patient with me, and I’ll deliver you the goods.
How I Celebrated Self-Centred Sundays This Week.
To be honest, SCS was a bit of a write off this week- literally! From Monday-Thursday, I’m combining a Sol Cleanse with a White Light Healing Intensive, which essentially means: no phone, computer, tv or radio for nearly four days. So I’m spending all day writing and preparing next week’s blog posts. Did you read Friday’s post about harnessing ‘attention to detail’? Preparation is key as I prepare for half a week of silence and solo-time.
Up and at ‘em at 5am for my sunrise medi.
Having said that, I still (somehow) made time for a sunrise medi at the beach, a trip to the organic markets, a yoga class, huge chats with Rach and a Reiki-bath. Not a bad effort in hindsight!
Here’s how YOU celebrated! Hashtag that shit: #selfcentredsundays
This week beckons : Next-level re-callibration. Concentrated healing.
I want to feel : Fresh. Connected. Creative. Open.
I’m going to say no to: Technology. OMG- wish me luck!
And yes to: A moment-to-moment approach to life.
Love you. x