We exist for this: the sisterhood. We are all so damn different. In our beliefs and our shapes, in our upbringings and our skin colour, in our passions and our quirks, in our experiences and our preferences. In our strengths and our weaknesses. No two women the same. Ever. All. So. Damn. Different. And this is exactly why we should stick together. To teach each other and appreciate each other. To learn from each other and evolve together. Every single woman and girl has something to offer another. Guaranteed. 100% of the time. And if we just pause for a moment and choose to be curious, what we’ll find every time under the layers of every woman is a loving being who’s probably been hurt a thousand times and she still has worlds of amazing things to offer. Comparison and competition does not foster sisterhood. Curiosity does. Girls: Let’s rise together. Together is really fucking cool. (Way cooler than putting each other down, we’d say.) #girlsaregonnarise If you’d like to support us, we’d be so grateful. (Like mega grateful) These organic cotton and hemp blend muscle tanks are for sale on our website and 100% of the proceeds fund free confidence-boosting camps for teenage girls in wild spaces. Bam! 📷 @amandamarycreative
“Why not just host camp at a local lake? It’d be way cheaper.” We get asked this a lot. And, yep, it would be cheaper. And way more convenient, too, for that matter. We could have saved a lot of time and money. And, we don’t care because that’s not our priority. It’s not our mission. We believe that time in remote wild spaces — like this one at the alpine yoga deck at @mountcarlyle, which we accessed by helicopter 2300m up in the Selkirk Mountains — is where the opportunity for evolution lives. Far far away from real friends and fake friends, from cell signals, from parents, and from social media. There is all sorts of space and time and peace and quiet here to just be. It’s a safe place to open up and make new pals and talk about hard stuff and challenge yourself and take a moment at sunrise, like we did here during our re-con mission in July, to just breathe. “This is the perfect way to start the day for our girls,” we said. And it was. Even though they had to wake up at 6:30 and trudge 200m up a trail and swat at flies periodically mid-pose in Warrior 2. Some complained (heck, 6:30 is early when you’re gabbing by starlight until 1am. We get it!) And some embraced it, a sense of calm washing over them that made our hearts pitter patter. All of them did it, breathing and bendy for four mornings straight gazing out at glacier-covered mountains and a big ball of fire rising. You see, when you give girls a chance to breathe into themselves, they breathe out the heavy stuff they’ve been carrying around. They breathe in self-reflection and they breathe out the misconceptions about themselves they’ve been holding on to all this time. So damn tightly. They breath in knowing, seeing themselves clearly for maybe the first time, and they breathe out the bullshit that’s been holding them down. This is a place that obliterates anchors. So it will always cost us a whole heck of a lot to make these camps happen. And we don’t care. Because there is no price on girls rising in our opinion. #girlsaregonnarise 📷 @three_owls_studio
We say shitty things to ourselves. Super shitty terrible and mean things. And we think it’s ok. Normal, even. It’s not. It’s downright mean. It’s bullying. And if you said those things out loud to anyone else, it’d make you want to vomit because it’s so damn cruel. We talk about negative self talk at camp. Why it’s poison and how to dull the roar of the Committee of Assholes in our heads and start being nice to ourselves again. Girls who talk positively to themselves in tough times and not give in to their inner bullies are girls who can walk through fire and rise. #girlsaregonnarise
We learned a lot at camp this summer. Like negative self talk is the ultimate bully and that comparing doesn’t serve us. At all. We learned that crossing boulder fields is wobbly work. It’s also exhilarating. We learned that chasing dreams is the best and we have permission to go after our wildest yearnings. We learned that climbing rocks looks terrifying and it’s totally doable. Wahoo! We learned that bodies are just vessels to help us move through the world and judging them for their shape and size is a bit silly now that we think of it. (Sorry bodies). We learned that teenagers don’t totally love 6:30am wake up calls but they sure do love stargazing and spilling tea until 1am under the Milky Way. We learned that every human has something to offer and asking questions about each other often leads to really rich conversations and friendships built on real stuff. We learned that reading the labels on dehydrated camp food first might help avoid soupy curry in the future. We learned that alpine lakes are flippin’ cold and oooooh so refreshing! We learned that a gang of girls who respect the hell outta each other is unstoppable. Mostly though we learned that our in-unison jumping skills are fucking great. And we make airborne look real good. #girlsaregonnarise 📷 @three_owls_studio
The rage? The sadness? The insecurity? The worry? The joy? That’s feeling. The lows and highs? The bumps? The instability? The twists and turns? That’s living. To be fully alive, you’ve gotta feel all the feels and live all the ups and downs and in-betweens. It’s a challenge sometimes. This life is all sorts of uncertain. You have permission to be sunshine and you permission to be the storm. Feel it all. Live it all. Be it all.