South Beach, Miami in November ran at just my pace. Relaxed, sleepy, not at all crowded and not too hot or humid. We were able to kick back and relax, enjoy the amazing restaurants, meditate on the beach, go shopping and indulge in the awesome night life, without having to deal with loud crowds.
What do you desire?
This was the question that sent hundreds of women into a fantastic frenzy during Worldwide Sister Goddess Weekend 2013- Miami.
Three days of intense soul searching, networking, courses, lectures, and fun, Worldwide Sister Goddess Weekend Miami is an annual event hosted by bestselling author, coach, and motivational speaker Regena Thomashauer aiming to shake women at their core and help them get in touch with the desires and passions that light their existence.
Worldwide Sister Goddess Weekend 2014 will be here before you know it.
If you're a woman, grab your girlfriends and make a weekend of it. If you're a man, tell a woman you love, whether it's your wife, mother, daughter or girlfriend.
Empowering women to see and be their authentic selves is Mama Geena's mission and there's no better setting for this work, than beautiful and vibrant South Beach, Miami.
An hour after the rain, an hour before the next, the air was sweet with humidity.
Clouds drifted quickly overhead, revealing layers, shapes and shadows. It was a quiet afternoon.
The humming and spitting of the ocean, the granules of sand accumulating in your hair, in the distance a man seated in the sand plays the saxophone, the ease of your exhale.
Miami in November can be unpredictable, but it is a predictably wonderful break from late autumn in New York City.
I was startled awake by the alarm. Where was I? My friend Krista's head popped up in the bed next to mine. I took in our white room. The thick white duvets, plush velvet bedposts. Then I remembered.
Slowly we made our way off Collins Ave towards the ocean.
The sand slid over our toes as we sank into the earth with each step.
"Maybe the clouds are covering the sun?" Krista suggested, pointing across the ocean, towards a dark sky.
Standing at the edge of the sand, the waves washed over my feet and ankles. The water, warmer then the air, was welcoming. It was clear there would be a show.
A coral shell is thrust towards me compliments of the ocean waves. I retrieve the shell, rinse the sand from it and admire its beauty. The sky too is coral.
Reclining in beach chairs, we stare transfixed as the sun, blood orange, stretched through the clouds.
The green of the water, the gray dawn clouded sky, seagulls playing between undulating waves....
A distinct orange hump can be seen over the horizon. The sun, like a a beach ball being buoyed along the surface of the ocean.
Slowly rising, parting clouds. Small clusters of people have gathered to admire the scene.
The wind picks up. I tie a beach towel around my shoulders like a cape. Super-Sunrise Goddess to the rescue!
Sshh... It is done. All is quiet and still.