the raw power of {SISTERHOOD}

It has been a few weeks now since history was made with our 1st ever {free spirit retreat}; I have truly had to spend deep time in reflection on a lot of the weekend as there were so many stunning moments of vulnerability, courage, heart and (above all) sisterhood.

To the depths of my core, I believe in tribe.

Tribe is who has your back when you cannot see the forest from the trees. Tribe is who sees your light when you feel swallowed by darkens. It is sisterhood that will be at your house in the middle of the night to pack your bags and drag you out of an abusive and dangerous situation; it is sisterhood that calls you on your bullshit. Your sisters are the ones that authentically push you into greatness. They catch you when you fall; and they act as the wind beneath your wings when it is time to soar.

When our free spirits arrived at the cabin, I gave them a tour – in the back yard, behind the cabin there is a stunning spot under a huge and magical evergreen tree; partly joking I mentioned that this would be the perfect spot to get naked for pictures.

For many of us, having our picture taken is awkward and uncomfortable; especially a professional shoot. Many of the women that graced our presence that weekend were nervous about being there, and about having their pictures taken. No one knew fully what to expect out of the weekend, and it was (for many) a giant step out of a comfort zone.

What happened on Saturday of our weekend with these women brought tears to my eyes and a deep sense of gratitude to my soul. This is what single handedly stands out the most for me:

Women have been pinned up against one another for many years. Competition has been the norm for females. It has been a catty, dog eat dog world – especially with women. It is not uncommon to hear a woman say that most of her tribe growing up were men, because she either didn’t get along with other women; they didn’t like her; or the simple fact that guys were just easier to be around.

Women are not supposed to get along. Or so we have been told for many, many moons.

On Saturday (the day of the pictures) this is what happened…

One woman would go outside with Kaihla and have her pictures taken. She would get a little brave, and a little vulnerable and take a layer off. By ‘take a layer off’ I am not solely referring to literal clothing (although some did that too). I am referring to the layers of emotional walls we hold up to keep ourselves in and others out; the walls we use as amour to guard us.

I was in the kitchen feeding these glorious all day and had the benefit of not only watching the pictures be taken outside with Kaihla, but more profoundly the reaction of the other woman when they would see their sister shine….

They were not jealous.

They did not put one another down.

Instead, they were wildly supportive. They shed tears. They told one another how fucking beautiful she is.

With each female that got in front of the camera – she was braver because of her sister who was photographed previously showed courage in dropping a layer. Each sister was more vulnerable. Each sister was more supportive of the next one.

The vulnerability, and worthiness, and heart amped the next woman up; it carried its own momentum into the next woman who was braver and that carried to the next woman until last woman being photographed ….. all of us stood inside and watched as she bared her soul to the sunset, and we cried for it was the most stunning thing to see sisters support one another and encourage bravery and vulnerability.

Women carry something very, very profound when we can stick together, collaborate and support one another. We are stronger together than apart. We are designed to be a tribe; a team; a family.

If that’s what’s possible with photos, then I ask you – what the fuck is possible is LIFE?

I believed in tribe before I saw this beautiful scene play out before my eyes – but now…. My belief is completely unshakeable. Together woman can fucking change the world. There is enough room for each and every one of us to shine, and when we love the shine from our sister – that will empower the shit out of you.

Find your tribe.

Potentially they are waiting for you at our next retreat?

This picture is Karley, it is one of my fav images I have ever seen (and I am going to ask her if I can have a copy to blow up and frame in my home); and below the picture are her words to describe this experience.

I hope you find it as raw and heart wrenchingly beautiful as I do.

this is what happens at a Free Spirit Retreat: Over the last couple months I’ve been learning a lot about vulnerability. I’ve always thought I was an open book but the universe keeps showing me “walls” that I have yet to take down. At the beginning of the month I spent a weekend at a cabin on the sunshine coast with 11 incredible women. We got real with each other. We spoke our truths and got transparent and vulnerable.  You know what happens when people allow themselves to be transparent and vulnerable with each other? it’s contagious. All of a sudden walls start coming down left right and centre and some real shit starts to go down. We allow each other to see our flaws and our brokenness and our nakedness and it’s incredibly healing. When Kaihla asked me if she could share this picture on social media I said yes but I wasn’t sure yet if I would allow the photo to show up on my personal timeline because I was scared of what certain people would think. Screw that. The weekend at the cabin was the best reminder to stop giving a damn what other people think. Be your authentic self and be un-apologetically awesome. Allow pictures of your bum to be posted on social media and don’t give a damn if your grandparents or coworkers judge you. I won’t be everyones cup of tea anyways and that’s ok. You’re allowed to un-follow me if you don’t like this post. That is so ok.  I like my bum picture. smile emoticon" Stay tuned for the next one!

this is what happens at a Free Spirit Retreat:

Over the last couple months I’ve been learning a lot about vulnerability. I’ve always thought I was an open book but the universe keeps showing me “walls” that I have yet to take down.
At the beginning of the month I spent a weekend at a cabin on the sunshine coast with 11 incredible women. We got real with each other. We spoke our truths and got transparent and vulnerable. 


You know what happens when people allow themselves to be transparent and vulnerable with each other? it’s contagious. All of a sudden walls start coming down left right and centre and some real shit starts to go down. We allow each other to see our flaws and our brokenness and our nakedness and it’s incredibly healing.


When Kaihla asked me if she could share this picture on social media I said yes but I wasn’t sure yet if I would allow the photo to show up on my personal timeline because I was scared of what certain people would think. Screw that.


The weekend at the cabin was the best reminder to stop giving a damn what other people think. Be your authentic self and be un-apologetically awesome. Allow pictures of your bum to be posted on social media and don’t give a damn if your grandparents or coworkers judge you.
I won’t be everyones cup of tea anyways and that’s ok. You’re allowed to un-follow me if you don’t like this post. That is so ok. 


I like my bum picture. smile emoticon"

Stay tuned for the next one!

Pic: by the one and only Kaihla