How an email bounce back helped me reconnect with myself

In the middle of COVID, I made a promise to myself: I was going to keep everything afloat. My team, my business, my family, my sanity – nothing was going to slip through the cracks. It wasn’t strategic, it wasn’t clinical – it was emotional. And it weighed on me heavily. I was stretched thin, constantly on edge, and trying to hold it all together.

One afternoon, desperate for a reset, I went for a forest walk. It should have been peaceful. But let’s be honest: my phone was glued to my hand. I wasn’t connecting with nature – I was connecting with my inbox.

And then it happened.

An email popped up from the Fairmont Lake Louise: Two spots left in our yoga retreat. Without hesitation, I hit reply and typed: I’m in. Sent it off with the speed of someone grabbing the last life jacket on a sinking ship.

Seconds later: Delivery failure. It was a no-reply account. Of course it was. I actually laughed out loud in the middle of the woods – because who tries to register for a yoga retreat by emailing a robot? Me.

So I regrouped, followed the actual registration process, and this time it worked. And then – I went.

I drove through the mountains in a white Jeep, music turned up, windows down. I hiked until my legs burned and my lungs reminded me what fresh air felt like. I did yoga against a backdrop so beautiful it looked like a screensaver. I made new friends, laughed until my cheeks hurt, and reconnected with myself at a time when I needed it most.

And here’s the thing: women need this. Men don’t agonize about whether they “deserve” a golf weekend or a fishing trip. They just go. But women – we wrestle with guilt. We feel pressure. We tell ourselves it’s indulgent, selfish, irresponsible.

That’s exactly why we created The Women’s Retreat. A space where women can take time, unabashedly. To immerse themselves in the beauty of our country. To surround themselves with a network of strong women. To step away from the weight of daily obligations and finally breathe.

Because what I learned at Lake Louise is this: when you step away, the world doesn’t fall apart. But you come back stronger, clearer, and more yourself.

Sometimes the best decisions begin with an email that bounces right back.

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