23/06/2026
Summer solstice 2026 snakes finally burnt. No big collapse, a gradual slow burn feeding our reflections as we gathered around deepening into my body, my womb...grief arised along with resistance to express. The fire witnessed the brewing lament sit inside me. Gratitude to the people who show up to witness me, to meet me where I AM. I get to tend to my grief "what a time to be alive' cari ti 🌀 you are a beautiful human such an honour to know you, we love you 🫂
Glad to be part of the red tent team, my grounding station again this year. For everything that moves through us, the pain, the cries the roars.
A queer-affirming space for all who bleed, all who have bled, all who wish to reconnect with their womb space, and all who feel called to explore their cyclical selves. We honour the fact that menstruation and womb connection exist beyond binary definitions of gender.
A joy to see more spaces that are accessible, inclusive, anti-capitalist, and rooted in collective care. Spaces that honour ancestral wisdom while remaining accountable to the Indigenous knowledge systems that colonialism has attempted to erase.
Thank you to everyone who entered the tent with openness and curiosity ❤️ and those who held golding.chapman .lilu
