Sisterhood.
Sistering.

What does it mean exactly?

It means we show up for one another, in our full turned-on radiance.

If a sister is having a tough day, a heartbreak, a health crisis – we rally. We stand. We take her higher.

We open our homes and our hearts, no matter where we are in the world.

She is not alone. We are not alone.

It means that the country – the world – is loaded with women who can be counted on to laugh their panties off with one another.

Women who can cry with wild abandon in each other’s arms, share their outrageous dreams, encourage and expand.

 

Women who insist on each other’s beauty, passion, and full-throttle joy.

Why does this thrill me to my tiny toes?

Because for the last 5,000 years or so, women have woven their sense of community with one another by sharing their problems, their complaints, their suffering, their disappointments, their betrayals.

There is no woman alive who does not have a story of profound abuse, of being misunderstood, ignored, or overlooked.

The real triumph here, inside THIS community, where erotic aliveness is celebrated – the one we both share – is that there is an ever-expanding culture of women whose experience of embodied joy has overtaken their experience of sorrow. Whose experience of community has overtaken their sense of isolation. Whose experience of the privilege of being born a woman, has overtaken and celebrated their deepest losses.

In a world where outrageousness and pleasure are not understood or revered, there exists at the SWA, an ever-expanding community of sisters who value ALL the fundamental aspects of womanhood – both in themselves and in each other.

Sisterhood.
Sistering.

I am filled with such deep gratitude to have lived to see a community of women redefining itself in my lifetime.

 

Realigning a woman through the experience of pleasure changes everything. The way she loves her children, her partner, her girlfriends, the privilege of living, itself.

Why?

Because in a community of deep, rich multi-dimensional relationships with women, if your Mama is not present for you, there is a sister who gives you some “mama.”

If the love of your life has not appeared yet – and you are single (again) on Valentine’s Day – there are so many flavors of sisterly love and affection to keep you sleek and shining with appreciation and fun as you move towards finding partnership.

When a deep crisis occurs, it is your sisters who hold you up and keep you close while you find your footing again.

Sisterhood centers us. Reminds us who we are. Teaches us to locate our joy no matter what the circumstances.

 

It takes us back to ourselves as source, especially when we have blown off course and given our power away.

It means that no matter the legacy of our childhood, the circumstances of our relationships, the truth of who our mother was, our husband is, or the kind of job we have (or don’t have)…we are each pure, raw potential, capable of replanting ourselves in the fertile soil of sisterhood, and reinventing ourselves, surrounded by love.

I am so filled with gratitude to you, for supporting and participating in the growth of this revolutionary community.

In honor of Galentine’s day – coming up this Thursday – I have a little challenge in store. Do you have a special sister you’d like to shout out here? A woman you’d like to show gratitude for?

 

Celebrate her by sharing a love note here, or on Facebook or Instagram.

And if you’ve got a gal in your life that you know could use a sister (or thousands of sisters), pass this blog along to her, tag her on social, and invite her to join us in the Sisterhood Love Note Challenge 💌

Let’s commit to taking each other higher – today, this week, and always.

With so much love and pleasure,
Regena