Reconnect with your Creativity

How my rock bottom forced me to stop abandoning myself

During the first season of the Self-Love Club, one woman shared how she felt like she didn’t feel connected to herself anymore.

It was as if she was a stranger in her own body. She was feeling depleted, like she had nothing more to give to herself or anyone else, let alone find the time to do something meaningful for herself as a full time mom with a demanding career.

Upon her sharing so vulnerably, another woman asked, “Have you ever read The Artist’s Way?”

She responded that she had read it many years ago, but it was just the thing she needed right now and this reminder couldn’t have come at a more perfect time. (Oh, the magic that happens when women come together.)

I, also, had learned of “The Artist’s Way” from a friend about 10 years prior, but never really explored it until this past summer (more on that later).

At that time, around age 31, work was all consuming and I didn’t prioritize any creative pursuits, especially not one that required a 12-week commitment. Truthfully, I was making excuses to avoid myself.

Make money, pay bills, workout, check all the boxes, go through the motions.

I never considered myself a Creative anyway. I thought creativity was reserved for “real” artists.

But not long after that (and a terrible breakup), I was seeking something more. Something that couldn’t come from anyone else. It was time to go within. My inner Creative decided that she didn’t want to hide anymore.

I started to feel like this wasn’t the end for me, but a very exciting beginning.

Life had granted me a fresh start, and from there, my blog was born.

It was the first time I let myself be creative outside of work for the first time since I was a kid.

I was finally tapping into my inner artist. I found something I loved and was really good at, too.

Taking photographs, writing, coming up with concepts for my blog, traveling a bunch and documenting it all. This was my jam.

It was then that I reconnected with a part of myself that didn’t have to hide or pretend. This was my renaissance.

As the years went by, my blog became part of my identity. Spending most, if not all, of my free time working on it. And then one day in the midst of my creative renaissance, I became a mom.

The blog sat on the back burner and full-time mom mode was activated.

Instead of trying to juggle motherhood, a career, and a passion project, I decided something had to go. I closed down my blog and immediately regretted it. Years of work, travel stories, and photos… poof, all gone. But luckily, my creative spark was not.

Fast forward to summer 2025. Another curveball thrown at me when I found myself with a debilitating physical injury that stopped me in my tracks. Everything in my life was essentially put on hold and I had to slow down more than ever before.

This was another invitation from the universe to go inward.

During my recovery, I remembered that conversation from the Self-Love Club and decided to purchase “The Artist’s Way” as a companion for my healing and recovery journey. Now was as good a time as any.

August 22, 2025. You can say I was recovering, but I was left with an emotional hangover and was utterly depleted creatively. Unsure what was next for me personally and professionally, I needed a lifeline. Something to pull me out of my funk.

One might even call it an identity crisis. As you know, I welcome the slow and present moments in my life, but not when they are forced upon me without my consent.

The next 12 weeks would fundamentally change me and help me reconnect with a part of myself I had left back in childhood.

I signed up for watercoloring classes. I went to a collage and breathwork workshop. I started my substack. I was writing daily again.

I wasn’t just tending to my physical and mental health. I was nurturing my creative health.

This experience transformed my definition of success and it changed me on a cellular level.

I had no idea that inviting art and creativity into my life on a daily basis was the thing that would bring me the most satisfaction and happiness. This practice allowed me to explore parts of myself that I had abandoned long ago.

And from this experience, The Spark was born. A 3-day retreat to reconnect with your creativity and reclaim your creative health.

This retreat was born from my inner artist and a deep desire to remind women to stop abandoning themselves.

According to my Human Design, I’m not meant to share or market anything that I haven’t fully lived and experienced myself. That is why the time is now. This has been living and breathing inside of me for many months and I’m finally ready to share this transformative practice with those who are ready to live from their truth, not their conditioning.

Toni Morrison said, “We are traditionally rather proud of ourselves for having slipped creative work in there between domestic chores and obligations. I’m not sure we deserve an A+ for that.”

And this isn’t just a weekend away. This jump starts a new way of living and being. A you who no longer abandons your desires or deems your creativity as frivolous or not worth it. You stop waiting for one day and you start living fully now.

It’s the spark you’ve been craving to reconnect with that woman inside of you who’s been dying to come out and play.

You start to prioritize your creative health in a new way and allow yourself to step into your most fulfilled version. And only from there can you pour into everyone else.

Throughout the weekend, we’ll be writing, painting, and ritualizing our creative process. We’ll explore our inner artist through art and crafting workshops, spending time in nature, finding inspiration in meaningful conversations throughout the many cozy nooks of our beautiful villa, and so much more!

Imagine a weekend where everything is taken care of for you, so you can feel held and supported. Your only task is to create from a place of calm and contentment.

We’ll enjoy nurturing meals prepared by a private chef, amenities like an on-site sauna and hot tub, and of course, connection with other Creatives.

This retreat will nourish you in ways you didn’t even know your creative spirit needed.

So now I leave you with the question I had hanging up in my English classroom for 18 years: “Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”