“I have hit a rough patch.”

Not only has that been true for me lately – it’s a theme I’ve been hearing everywhere. In whispers. In tears. In emails. In questions from women around the world.

Life is a rollercoaster.

Sometimes we catch all the breaks, nail every triple lutz, and surprise ourselves with our own gold-medal magnificence.

And sometimes, life is like the disastrous walk in the woods I took with my dog last week. It was a dark comedy, the two of us slipping on slick leaves, sinking into surprise puddles, losing our footing, and limping home caked in mud – her panting, me cursing.

Sometimes the rough patch might be:

• Having problems in a relationship
• Feeling isolated or alone
• Being unemployed, underpaid, or deep in debt
• Coping with the complex childhood traumas that still impact us
• Battling overwhelm – with life, with kids, with work
• Withstanding the barrage of tragedy and injustice the world so often serves up

Oh, how I hate a rough patch.

The worst part?

When slogging through the swampy depths, I forget that life was ever different. I forget that I had ever had a gold medal day.

 

Rough patches are like that. They wipe out reason, replacing it with a fog of endless darkness. Perspective is superseded by self-pity. And hope? Can’t even remember the feeling.

And it’s not like the problems that we have are exaggerated. Or trivial.

Not having a job, breaking up with your love, hating your work situation, feeling lonely, tough times with parenting, being triggered by the past, the present, AND the future all at once – these are all serious issues.

These are issues that are worth your time, your attention, your tears, your upset, your heartache.

Me? I am in a rough patch with my partner Peter right now. So many of my friends are going through similar challenges that it feels like a virus. And when I am in this kind of spot, I immediately go to “I suck at partnership, I am just not good at it”.

As women, we tend to take the vicissitudes of life very personally. Whether it’s love or parenting or friendship or work, our go-to move is to blame ourselves. Which is precisely the kind of self-doubting sentiment I’ve heard in your questions lately.

It’s not just that you are between jobs right now; you actually think you are in some way disqualified, unworthy, or cursed.

It’s not just that you broke up with your partner; you think you are unlovable.

And so on.

So, the question becomes: how do we navigate?

Since the choppy waters aren’t going away permanently, how do we make it through as gracefully as we can, so we can catch the next wave that comes for us? Because, as inevitable as rough patches are, the next wave is also inevitable. And we want to be ready when it comes.

Later this month, I’ll be hosting A Woman Unbound – a 4-day, full-bodied immersion where I’ll teach you how to embrace every facet of your emotional experience.

 

Because when you move through rupture with your whole body – when you feel instead of fix – you begin to alchemize that rough patch into power.

The practices I’ll share in this 4-day series are sacred, embodied, and transformational. They’ll help you transform your darkness into fuel.

You’ll learn how to meet your blocks with reverence, not resistance.
How to stop silencing your sadness and let it sing.
How to let your rage reverberate and show you the way forward.

This isn’t about fixing what’s broken. It’s about remembering what’s whole.

We begin September 12. No perfection. No performance. Just presence.

Because the woman you’re becoming doesn’t just live in the light. She lives in the storm, too. And she knows how to dance through it.

Join me inside A Woman Unbound and come meet the version of you that’s been waiting on the other side of this rough patch.

 

Jump in right HERE. Your seat is waiting.

With so much love and pleasure,
Regena