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For much of my life, I didn’t quite understand what true sisterhood meant. I had girlfriends growing up. Women I laughed with, leaned on, made memories with. But if I’m honest, there was always a lingering feeling of being on the outside. A quiet undercurrent of competition, comparison, and distrust. I could never fully relax into the friendship. Never fully let my guard down. At the time, I couldn’t name it. Now, I see it clearly. We were swimming in a culture that had taug

Pic from one of my favourite places. San Cristobal de las Casas, Mexico Welcome, wild hearts. I'm so glad you're here. The Gypsy Soul Journal is a space for raw, real, and soul-stirring reflections. A place where we explore wellness, healing, adventure, and the deep journey back to ourselves. This is more than a blog; it's an invitation to pause, breathe, and remember who you are beneath the noise. Here, you'll find stories from my personal path, tools and inspiration for you