Epic + Sacred Moments at the Sisterhood Rocks Retreat in Tulum, Mexico

My heart is full after returning from the Sisterhood Rocks retreat in Tulum, Mexico!

To say that it was a magical experience, would be an understatement.

I must admit that I was a little nervous.

There are so many moving pieces when it comes to organizing a retreat, but that’s not what I was worried about. After spending years running and assisting on movie sets I felt well equipped for the challenge of planning an international retreat.

However, what had me anxious was now that I’m a mother, I have a whole other human being to think about. This marked Isaiah’s first journey abroad, so there was lots to consider. Would Mexico be too hot for him? Would he be inconsolable when I was away? Would it be too hard to hold space for the amazing women attending and still tend to his needs? Would I be able to pump enough milk? The list went on and on.

However, whenever those thoughts would creep up I would hear one word. TRUST. So I’d take a deep breath knowing it would all be okay. After all, every aspect of this retreat, from the location, to our eco-chic hotel, to the special guests arrived as perfect little packages from the universe saying you’re right where you’re supposed to be.

Here’s one example.

I had a deep sense of knowing that this retreat was meant to happen in Tulum. Right before we booked the space Michelle (my fellow teacher) had an experience in Mexico where a perfect stranger told her to have the retreat in Tulum and book the exact resort that we were considering. At the same time I was doing a deep meditation and I heard that this was the place.

So whenever, I had a case of nerves I remembered these divine synchronicities.

Well, the retreat was amazing and filled with miraculous little and big signs from the universe for all of us!

It also helped that my hubby really stepped up to the plate. He decided to parent Isaiah without any assistance while I was away. What resulted, was an amazing bonding experience between father and son. They took daily walks on the beach, came to visit us ladies several times during meals, and got to know everyone on the beach because he was the man with the baby. It was truly a special time for them and all of us. This is one of my favorite photos of them.

And all the ladies loved to get a snuggle in when Isaiah came to visit and he loved all the hugs and kisses just as much. Here he is with one of our lovely ladies, Taylor. (I’ll be posting more photos on Instagram)

I joked with my hubby that he should host a retreat called Brotherhood Rocks and all the guys would come with babies, while their partners went on adventures. 😉

And an adventure we had!

Our opening ceremony was a powerful calling forth of all that we needed to support us during this transformational experience. What I knew for sure was that our coming together wasn’t a mere coincidence it was a divine appointment.

We came together in reverence for our sisters all over the world, for our loved ones, for our ancestors, for future generations, and for ourselves. We came together because we knew in the depths of our souls that our individual transformation would create a ripple effect in the collective, because we are not parts to the whole, we are the whole.

We came together in the name of sisterhood which is just another way to say love.

Making this commitment meant we all had to go deeper than we’ve ever went before, because the only way we get to stand in our light is by transforming the dark.

So, for 5 delicious days we ate, we sang, we practiced, we danced, we laughed, we cried, we explored, and honored the divine feminine in all of us.

Here’s the photo journal filled with highlights of our adventure in paradise!

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A Cry For Sisterhood In Celebration of Women

It was Nelson Mandela who said,

“Freedom cannot be achieved unless women have been emancipated from all forms of oppression.” (tweet this)

As women, we’ve made many strides. For starters, we’ve earned the right to vote, we’re able to hold office and we no longer have to sit at the back of the bus.

As we celebrate those achievements, let us remember there is more to do.

All over the world women are still oppressed. In countries where women and girls are marginalized, we can clearly see the disparities. However, for those of us who enjoy the comforts that living in a modern country afford us, the oppression of women is more complex.

Oppression for the modern woman is wrapped in shame, silence and separation.

We’re shamed about our bodies. We’re told what size we should be. We’re taught that our sexuality is dangerous and that anger and assertiveness makes us bitches. We learn that being emotional equals weakness, that our desires are frivolous, and femininity is our enemy.

We’re silenced by a society that tells us to be strong, but not too strong or we’ll be labelled angry. A society that places “good” girls on a pedestal and exploits the “bad” ones.  A society that tells us not to be too much (of anything) or else.

We separate ourselves from our sisters. We learn not to trust other woman because they’ll take take what we have — whether it’s a man or a job. We separate ourselves from men. Instead of seeing them as brothers, we lose ourselves in their presence either by shrinking or overcompensating.

In the worst cases, there are women who oppress other women and defend and protect the very individuals and institutions that have oppressed us all.

However, many of us continue to buy into the idea that happiness equals having a man, excelling at our career, being a supermom with a picture perfect family. We spend years falling into this fictional wonder woman trap and we pour our souls into our men and partners, into our children, into our jobs and into everyone around us. After many years of doing this, we’re left running on empty wondering who we’ve become.

At this point, we seek out practices that help us — we do yoga, we meditate, we chant, and try anything else that promises to recalibrate our souls.

Yet, deep down the wound still exists in our hearts.

How do we heal?

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Rise + Shine Your Light {free workshop}

2016 was quite a year, and it’s not over yet!

There’s not one person I know who didn’t experience a major life event this year. What differentiated this year from others is that in 2016 many of us were pushed to our edge, which actually is the perfect set up for 2017.

As we head into the new year, I believe we are collectively being asked to rise and step into our power.

We are being asked to let go of fear and step into faith.

We are being asked to let go of our baggage and stand in our light.

2017 is the year to stop hiding and GO FOR IT!

With everything going on in the world it can be hard to take a stand and be seen, and to operate from a space of faith. A lot of the things that happened in 2016 were devastating, and for many of us, the election results were the tipping point that sent us into a tailspin. It caused us to question EVERYTHING, and rightfully so.

However, after spending a lot of time in deep reflection I know this for sure:

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