So what exactly have I been doing in New York?

Answer: Attending a writing retreat run by the amazing Jen Lee.

I crossed the Atlantic last week with anticipation but few expectations. I didn’t want to set myself up for disappointment. But disappointment was not on the agenda. This gathering of sixteen strong and beautiful women delivered the goods in spadefuls.

Together we shifted boundaries and blasted open the doors of possibility. We told stories with laughter and received tales with tears. We revelled in companionship and support of the highest order. And moved into our futures with courage and with hope.

When an experience is as profound as this one was, I find it’s useful to keep a physical token of what’s happened - a sort of proof that it was real. And when, during my last hours in New York City, I came across a turquoise ring at the Brooklyn Flea, I knew I’d found my symbol.

Inexpensive and of little value to anyone else, this ring now holds immense significance for me. It’s a reminder of truths discovered and intentions stated; a prompt to be brave and resolute; a tangible, solid entity I can touch….and know I’m cradled by the energy of incredible women.

Jen is holding another retreat in April. If it calls to you, go. You won’t be sorry. It could just change your life.