A Love Letter to the Women Who Gather

For every woman who has ever unrolled a mat, softened her shoulders, or trusted herself enough to show up.

Dear Ones,

You arrive just as you are—carrying full hearts, long stories, quiet questions. You come with tired bodies, curious minds, or maybe just a longing you can’t quite name. Sometimes you arrive with a friend. Sometimes you come alone. But always, you bring something sacred: your presence.

You gather, not to be perfect or polished, but to be real. To breathe. To listen inward. To soften the edges and remember what it feels like to inhabit your body with tenderness.

You sit in circles, stretch into stillness, move with courage and grace. You laugh. You cry. You hold silence like it’s something holy. You witness one another—not with judgment, but with reverence. You remind me, over and over, that healing doesn’t happen in isolation. It happens when we gather.

Each time we meet, I’m struck by how quickly strangers become sisters. How the simple act of being together in mindful presence creates space for something ancient and deeply human: a remembering. Of wholeness. Of connection. Of trust. Of body-wisdom.

You teach me as much as I teach you.

Thank you for showing up. For breathing through the uncomfortable. For closing your eyes and turning inward. For letting your body speak. For listening to one another without rushing to fix. For your softness. Your laughter. Your deep, quiet strength.

I hope you know this: your presence is medicine. Not just for yourself, but for the whole room.

Thank you for gathering. Again and again.

With deep gratitude and love,

Jennifer

💌 Want to gather with me in real life?

My next Women’s Yoga & Mindfulness Retreat is April 25–27, 2025 in Schweibenalp. Come as you are. Details here: www.wellbalanced.me/retreats