Spring · MMXXVII
It's Trash Day.
You don't have to keep carrying all of this.
For the woman whose phone rings before her alarm. The one who answers it anyway.
For the one who knows everyone's allergies and schedules and quiet preferences, and cannot remember her own.
For the woman who built it all and forgot to leave room for herself inside of it.
Three days, by design.
The Spirit
A worship service. We gather, we worship, we pray. The night we remember we were never meant to carry all of this alone.
The Soul
The full daytime experience. Teaching, conversation, and a releasing ceremony at the lake. The day we do the work of putting things down on purpose.
The Sending
Brunch. A soft landing before we head home. The morning we figure out how to take all of this with us.
I built this for women like us. You'll leave with permission to put a few things down, and the skill to steward what's left.
Kamia
Reserve Your Place.
Tickets open this fall. Names on the list receive their invitation first, before anywhere else.
The first twenty-five names receive founding pricing when registration opens.