Why I Created My Sisterhood Collective

A journey back to self, connection, and purpose

There was a time, not so long ago, when I felt completely lost.

After the birth of my second daughter, life looked full from the outside two beautiful children, a loving family, a home filled with life yet inside I felt isolated, disconnected, and unsure of who I was anymore. I had stepped away from my corporate career to raise our daughters, and somewhere along the way I felt as though I had lost parts of my former self. The identity I once knew no longer felt familiar, and I found myself longing for deeper connection not only with other women, but with myself.

That longing became a quiet whisper that eventually turned into a call inward.

I began a journey of self-discovery, searching for something I couldn’t quite name a feeling, a sense of belonging, a way back home to myself. Along that path, I discovered dried flowers and started creating and designing with them. What began as a gentle creative outlet soon became something much deeper. Through working with flowers, I felt joy again. I felt present, grounded, and fulfilled in a way I hadn’t experienced in years.

It was through this realisation that Everlasting Olive was born  a floral workshop studio created with the intention of helping women reconnect with themselves through creativity, beauty, and the quiet therapy of working with flowers. What started as my own healing slowly transformed into an offering for others.

But my journey didn’t stop there.

As I continued to explore my inner world, my sense of purpose began to unfold more clearly. During a breathwork session, I received a message that deeply moved me. The guidance I felt was simple yet profound, everything I had been searching for, other women were searching for too. I was shown an image of myself sitting in a circle, surrounded by women, holding space for connection, vulnerability, and shared growth.

At first, I was surprised, even resistant. Self-doubt crept in. I questioned whether I was capable, whether I was “ready,” and whether I truly belonged in that role. I sat with that message for weeks, which slowly turned into months, still navigating feelings of uncertainty and self-judgement.

It was with the gentle encouragement of my husband  and a quiet but persistent inner knowing  that I finally committed to facilitating my very first women’s circle in early 2024.

And everything changed.

What began as a small step outside my comfort zone has grown into something far more meaningful than I could have imagined. Two years on, our sisterhood continues to expand, held by the most beautiful, supportive, and courageous women. Again and again, I meet women who share the same longing I once felt  the desire for deeper connection, for meaningful community, for a safe space to return to themselves.

If you had told me three or four years ago that this would be my path, I probably would have laughed and said you had the wrong person. Yet here I am, stepping more confidently into this role with every circle, every conversation, and every shared moment. It feels less like something I chose and more like something I was always being gently guided toward.

Creating this Sisterhood Collective was never just about gatherings or workshops, it was about answering a call that lives within so many of us. A call to slow down, to be witnessed, to remember who we are beyond the roles we hold.

Because sometimes the spaces we create for others are first born from the spaces we once needed ourselves.

And so, this sisterhood was never created from a place of having all the answers, it was born from a longing, a quiet remembering, and a deep desire to walk alongside other women on their own journeys home to themselves.

If something within you feels gently stirred as you read these words, a whisper for connection, for community, for a space where you can simply be known that you are so warmly welcome here. My intention has always been to create a space where women feel seen, supported, and held exactly as they are, while rediscovering the parts of themselves that may have been waiting patiently beneath the surface.

Wherever you are on your path, and whenever the timing feels right, the circle is here  and there will always be a place for you within it. 

Alana