Friends.

My friends mean the world to me. When we get together individually or on mass we raise each other up, it’s a powerful thing. We chew over problems, we support, we nurture, we laugh and of course we cry. It’s an emotional journey and something I’m forever grateful for.

Last year I celebrated my 50th with a retreat style weekend. I wanted to be out in the country near to where I grew up with my dearest friends.

We stretched and breathed through postures in the open air with the birds chirping. An enriching weekend which I hope to repeat very soon. For me being with friends and family is so fulfilling, it opens my heart 💗 Be sure to make time for them if you can.