To be clear, I am making this all up with each vision. The Loft, my best 3am wake-up, the decision that would begin my process of healing and rediscovery and give me physical space to hold others inside of healing and rediscovery.
I remember sitting inside her walls on the one piece of furniture and praying that The Loft, this leap of faith would not be a fuck up. I prayed that I realize all that I visioned and for surprises and trust and adventures.
In a sort of surrender to the next move, I find myself in her embrace. She is magical.
I hope that one day you will #MeetMeAtTheLoft
A weekend called, “Lift Up” where I gathered my friends, my soul-team and we dined on gorgeous plates, went out adventuring, co-worked on the living room floor and had our rather epic skinny dip. The “Lift Up” details I’ll keep private but I believe that we each left the weekend feeling more loved, whole, real, right, playful and beautiful than when we arrived.
I have visioned living like this. Now I do. Now I can invite others to and inspire women to create their own circles of joy and lifting. It ripples. It pays forward in the most healing of ways.
Turning my attention to the downstairs, a desk set up and an entire wall to tape inspirations and press on sticky notes. I am in heaven. There is space enough for a small yoga class or a large circle. The bed feels like a cloud and the twinkles go on and on and on.
I have been visioning the space and slowly am finding the treasures that it will hold. I want you to feel seduced when you walk into this space. Seduction towards falling into yourself. Learning something that comes from the eyes or the yes of another. To circle, to expand visions for yourself. To know that ease and simplicity are underneath your feet.
I am learning to celebrate. In the past I get to the ‘place’ and then am quick to move on, suffering in many ways later for not pausing to acknowledge what I’ve created. A fear of being in my light. Of being open with my successes. A fear that I can’t really feel this right now.
So now I pause. I celebrate. I stand in the mirror on the days that I work so hard to get to and I raise a glass. To myself. To this gorgeous space. To the hundreds of women who are claiming their light.
And the women who are coming to lend their voices. They are trusting. We don’t know if people will come but we know that they will not leave the same. So we make these amazing nights happen. We circle. We sing. We vision. We lift.
More vision nights starting with “I am” night this month. (August 22nd)
#operationselfcarelikewhoa. (Early October)
Art classes. (Sept 14th)
More singing. (I mean, see that picture!)
A private weekend with my mastermind circle. (Early September)
An allowing of the visions to keep coming, to lead the dance. A trust that this is where I need to be. And an open invitation to you. To meet me at The Loft.
Dates and registration for events will be open in a few days.