Last weekend I facilitated my first fully live retreat since the start of the pandemic.

(At lunch on the lake)

I was, naturally, a little nervous

I started running retreats 20 years ago. In those days, I would spend hours creating 30 page outlines, carefully scripting my presentation. I would then hand a copy to my retreat assistant who would sigh and set it aside. She knew that I was not going to follow my well-developed script.

I’ve since learned that, all I need to do is create a strong container, calling in the guides, guardians, and ancestors and then allow the Feminine to flow.

So, my outline now is half a page, 5 bullets of exercises I’d like the women to complete.

I still worry though, that I won’t have enough for them to do. I won’t be able to fill the space.

You know, when we worry, Source laughs… “Silly thing,” the Divine Feminine whispers, “You don’t have to do anything. You just have to hold the space and I will flow through you.”

And so, it was.

Magic happened.

Things that I could never have planned for.

Old beliefs were dropped, ancestral rules were cleared, unwritten contracts were uncovered and revised to be in the highest and best good.

The women left, both the same and yet transformed

There were tears, and laughter, and lots of dancing.

It felt GOOD, luxuriously exhausting, and immense for me and the women. They even asked to do it again in the fall.

Like the tides, all our intentions, desires and tools for success flood back effortlessly, naturally, guided by Source.

When you are a vessel for Source, all things are possible.

I’m planning a couple of additional retreats for the second half of 2022, so keep your eyes open for your invitation.

With all my heart,

And even in the hard work, I am following feminine principles. And so this afternoon, even though I had more on my list of to-do‘s for the day, I listened to my body when it said it was time to stop.

I had nothing left to give. Had I pushed forward, anything I created would have been stilted and uninspired.

I stopped. Had some dinner and watched Top Chef. Then I went upstairs to take a vanilla scented bubble bath. As I lay there in the warm water, with Ziggy cat dozing on the bathmat, the next right step floated through my thoughts.

I grabbed my phone and dictated the words that had been dropped into my head. Then I snatched a towel from the hook and raced into my office for a notepad so I could draft the graphics that had appeared above my suds.

I made a note to create the physical copy and share it with my mastermind sister for her feedback the next day.

And this is what it is to work in the feminine.

To listen when your body and soul say they are really done.

To dance with your divine masculine when your inspiration says it’s time for action.

To allow the answers to drop in trusting your own inner knowing.

To have a community that supports and encourages you.

I still have lots to do to meet the deadline. Sometimes my head gets a little anxious. But when I check in with my Highest Self, she just laughs and assures me that time is my friend and will stretch so it all is done.

I’m really excited to share it all with you, so keep your eyes peeled. In the meantime, take time to plant your feet on Mama earth, to sooth your body in a bubble bath and to allow your Divine Masculine to take actions that support all the visions of your Divine Feminine.

With all my heart,

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