Who else is craving a village?

I’ve gotta be real with you...

One of the things pregnancy has had me craving hard isn’t just croissants or naps. It’s a village. That deep, soul-level desire to walk next door and ask for some butter because you ran out mid-muffin-making. To have a girlfriend drop off soup when you’re sick. To feel the comfort of wise women around you, offering the kind of support that makes your whole body exhale.

That kind of connection isn’t just nice to have. It’s primal. It’s built into our bones.

But let’s be honest... we’re living in a new age. Most of us don’t have our community right next door anymore. And yet, that doesn’t mean we can’t create it.

I've hosted TWO live community calls and The HER Year Community Event last April—where 40 women gathered in our home in Atlanta for a full-body exhale. It was intimate, expansive, and deeply nourishing.

So many women came live and shared things like:

“That was the best day I’ve had all year.”

And I get it. I designed these moments to feel intimate, like a circle of sisters gathering around the fire. No performance, no pressure. Just real women, in real life, meeting each other in their depth.

And what I felt?

I felt nourished, too.

Because I was watching women soften, connect, and share their wisdom. It reminded me there is always something another woman can gift you—a perspective, a truth, a moment of being understood that lands deep in your body.

I’m part of a 7–9 figure women’s networking group. And honestly? I don’t go to those in-person events because I need more strategies. I go because I crave connection. Sisterhood. The energy of being in the room with women who see you, who get it, and who remind you—you don’t have to carry it all alone.

Every time I go, I leave expanded. Lit up. Filled.

Because connection is abundance.

As high-achieving, go-getting women, we often get so focused on the tangible ROI... What do I get? What do I learn? What do I check off my list?

But the biggest returns—the ones that shift your nervous system and change the trajectory of your year—are the ones you can’t measure. The soft ones. The slow ones. The sacred ones.

Like belonging. Feeling seen. Having another woman reflect your power back to you when you’ve forgotten it.

That’s why I’m obsessed with HER Year. Yes, the live masterclasses and Q+As are fire... but what’s happening in the spaces between the content?

That’s where the magic lives.

The women inside HER Year are making Zoom dates outside of the official calls, flying to meet up for in-person days, chatting nonstop in the group threads, and creating genuine friendships that will last far beyond this container.

I’m over here like, UMMMM VIBESSSSSSSS?!

This is what I dreamed of. And it’s even better than I imagined.

Yes, we’re here to heal. Yes, we’re here to grow. Yes, we’re here to manifest the highest version of ourselves.

But we’re also here to remember we’re not meant to do it alone.

So if you’re craving more than just knowledge...

If you’re longing for soul-aligned friendships, sisterhood, real community, and that deep exhale that happens when you’re finally held...

Make sure you grab your ticket for The 3-Day Immersion—they’re already open, and tickets are closing on May 29th.

And if HER Year has been on your radar, get yourself on the waitlist so you don’t miss your chance to join this village when the next round opens.

You deserve to feel wildly supported and celebrated.

Never forget that.