Return
A farewell is necessary before we can meet again, and meeting again, after moments or a lifetime is certain for those who are friends. – Richard Bach
Once upon a time I wished to be part of a tribe of women who loved and supported and challenged and nourished me. I wished for real and honest connection and to be met where I was. I wished for magic. It was not an easy weekend, but it was a perfect one. It was full of laughter, irreverence, reiki, tarot, tears, food, sleeplessness, talking, music, planning, silliness, sitting by the fire, photography (LOTS of photography!) chocolate, coffee, and a sugar hangover. I have felt a little raw and open and sleepy since leaving our cocoon, but I take that as a good sign.
Dear Sas, Susannah, Lisa, Penny, Emma, Jo and Leonie: thank you doesn’t cover it. I love you.
Designed by Random
I love you too. And not just for your white, sparkly bits xx
(I just typed ‘white, sparkly nits’!)
It sounds perfect. Are you inspired?
You
are
awesome
xoxo
i love you too
you are the best roomie.
i ADORE you
xo
you blew me away, woman. smart, honest, beautiful and wise: that’s you. i fell hard.
so much love.
lisa
Your weekend sounds heavenly!
oh sounds dreamy and lovely and real… hmmm dreamy and real simultaneously, that’s a cool thing…
I’ve read about this weekend that you all had in several spots now, and it sounds so rejuvenating. I am envious!