10/23/2025
At first there's the quiet; a watch will stillness as we find our breath, unsure how to much to reveal, how much to trust. And then, almost imperceptibly, the edges begin to soften. A handlinger is a little longer, eyes meet, laughter spills out in unexpected places.
This is the moment I love most, when tenderness begins to rise like spring water from deep within. When we remember that vulnerability isn't weakness, we unlock real sisterhood..
We are safe to be seen. Safe to love. Safe to be exactly who we are.
Temple is our practice of remembering. A place where the sacred and the ordinary meet through movement, touch, breath, and present. If your heart has been longing to exhale, to be met in your rawness and your beauty... Come.
She will meet you there.
We meet Saturday night at 7:00 p.m. in the garden.