In my calendar, EVERY DAY is International Women’s Day. Not just March 8th.
Honoring and celebrating women isn’t just a day—it’s a way of life, every moment, every day, all year long. Not just when the hashtags are trending. But in the quiet moments, the bold conversations, and the spaces where we show up for each other in ways that truly matter.
I see it in the deep talks over coffee, where we unravel the stories we’ve been told about who we should be and start reclaiming who we are.
I see it in the way we hold space for one another—not rushing to fix, but simply witnessing, knowing, understanding.
I see it in the way we remind each other that we are capable, worthy, and more powerful than we’ve been led to believe.
There is something electric about being in a room full of women who are done dimming their light. Women who are choosing themselves, even when it feels uncomfortable. Women who are rewriting the rules and stepping into their next chapter with a kind of boldness that can only come from within.
I have seen firsthand what happens when women gather with intention—walls come down, dreams are spoken into existence, and a fire is lit that cannot be put out.
In the last month, I have had the privilege of hosting my own women’s celebrations and being hosted. These gatherings weren’t just events—they were a reminder that when women come together with intention, magic happens.
Hosting these events is pure joy – creating spaces where women can pause, reconnect with themselves, and step into their next chapter with clarity and confidence is what I do best.
So let’s keep celebrating—not just one day a year, but every single day. Because when one of us rises, we all do.
