09/23/2026
The Unraveling has ended.
It’s taken me a few days to sit with what happened there. Some experiences don’t fit into a caption right away. Some require you to actually feel them first, before you try to explain them.
I didn’t post during the retreat — on purpose. That container was sacred, and it belonged to the women who showed up for themselves inside it. Not to an audience. Not to a feed.
But now that we’re on the other side of it, my heart is full to the brim.
Full of watching someone realize she’s been carrying loyalties and expectations that were never hers to carry.
Full of witnessing the exact moment a woman stops asking “what am I doing wrong” and starts asking “what do I actually want.”
This was never about a beautiful island. It was about what becomes possible when a woman finally gives herself permission to stop performing and start feeling.
In the coming days, I’ll be sharing pieces of their words with you — their own reflections, in their own handwriting, on what this actually did to them.
This is just the beginning of what I get to share.
🌋🤍
