When Sisters Unite

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“When women bond together in a community in such a way that ‘sisterhood’ is created, it gives them an accepting and intimate forum to tell their stories and have them heard and validated by others. The community not only helps change their circumstance, but encourages them to grow in their larger destiny.” ~Sue Monk Kidd

By Amelia Englemark | Twitter: @AmyEnglemark

I’ve learned a lot about this “sisterhood” in the last few days.

I’m a member of a women’s mountain biking group in the Comox Valley on Vancouver Island known as the United Riders of Cumberland (UROC). I’ve been riding with these girls for over five seasons. During this time I’ve had two babies and started one business.

Last week during our weekly ride I did something that was frustrating and humbling. I fell—twice.

Something special happened right after, though. The other ladies around me stopped and showed concern and care. The condition of my injured leg became more important than the fun and speed they were missing out on had they continued on the trail.

Love in Action

This group of ladies amazes me. I’ve seen others injure themselves and the same support and attention has always been given to them. The camaraderie and unity become tangible when something scary happens, like falling off a bridge. Whenever someone new is interested in joining the group, I always point out how inviting and inclusive these women are, so the newcomer doesn’t get scared off by the sheer size of the bikes and amount of body armor some wear.

Sometimes I don’t know how much the circles of people around me care until I really need them. I have a family circle, a few different friendship circles and a business circle. In all of these I have felt taken care of during times of need. It’s humbling to even talk about being in need. But it’s only when I’m in that state and acknowledge my need that I can access the help, insight and wisdom of those in my circles.

Right Time, Right Place

Those women were at the right place at the right time. I would have been able to make it out of the woods alone that night, but probably would have been shaking in my shoes. Because they continued to suggest (some verbally, others giving me “the eye”) that I cut my ride short, I felt like I could toss the “hard core” side of me to the wind. The spontaneous, risk-taking side of me wanted to continue riding the fun, more technical trail down. Good thing I had my beloved UROC girls to speak some sense into me.

Like my family and business circles, this UROC circle is quite important to me. These women are real. I can relate with them about work and babies. We push each other on when hills seem daunting and ruthless. We remind each other of what’s around the next corner, how fun the ride down will be and that it’s ok to stop and breathe. I need these people. They’re important to who I am as a woman, friend and business owner.

It makes me feel fortunate to be in their circles too. It makes me realize that I, also, might play an important role in their lives. What a special thought.

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So, my dear SheLoves friends, here are some questions to ponder:

• Who in your life helps you over those hills of fear and self doubt to achieve the extraordinary?

• How can you rely on them? What traits do they have that you can trust in?

• Where in your life might you decide to listen to their input a little more?

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About Amy:

I am a Certified Professional Career and Life Coach through the International Coach Academy. I empower executives and entrepreneurs to find and pursue their career passion. I am thankful for passion in my career and relationships and want others to enjoy the same. If you’d like to find out how to move forward towards the career and life you’ve only dreamed of, you can get to know me at Amy Engelmark. I love hiking, mountain biking, travelling and any sort of adventure. I like to jump from the highest rock into the deepest water. I like to shout for joy.

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