Women's Circles

What to Expect

Intention setting and introductions
A gentle arrival into the space, where we ground, connect, and name what we are bringing with us

Resources to connect with the circle’s theme
This may include reading excerpts, meditation, breathwork, or other practices to support reflection and inner awareness

Time for journaling, art-making, or quiet reflection
Space to explore what is arising for you, in your own way and at your own pace

Optional sharing circle
A peer-led space rooted in deep listening, non-judgment, and being witnessed

We Provide: curated virtual space and shared resources

“K's energy is welcoming and thoughtful. They hold a heart-centered space for all to feel safe. Thank you for that!”

~Eden & Celeste

"Was just in your amazing e-circle! It was so beautifully woven and so healing - you truly have a gift."

~Circle Attendee

"So wise and gentle and knowledgeable."

~Sara

 

 

Love Letter for the women and femme-identified people gathering,

I hope these regular offerings/ritual spaces (whether they are asynchronous or live) are doorways into sensing our beauty together...

I want to clarify that "women" includes trans women, and for femme-identified non-binary folks... anyone who resonates with womanhood & feminine expression.

Just to share a bit about myself: I’m a queer person, and identify as gender fluid. I chose the name Keaton as a way to express more of my gender. I go by different shorthands, especially working in childcare, but that choice was intentional.

So, if this resonates with your experience you are more than welcome here.

The tattooed artwork you may see here is of a naked, menstruating body, alongside symbols of femininity and nature connection that are deeply meaningful to me. It includes the moon I was born under, and my cat—who has since passed, but is immortalized here. In many ways, I feel like I got this piece for us.

For those who bleed—for bodies that move through cycles—our anatomy has long been misunderstood, dismissed, or systemically discriminated against. The medical field, historically, has not fully honored what our bodies are capable of, nor supported their complexity with care and progression.

To live in a body connected to cycles of bleeding, to hormonal rhythms that move monthly—whether those hormones are naturally produced or supported externally—is to move through emotional and energetic cycles together.

And yet, this process has been villainized. From that alone, people are often seen as less capable, less competent. But when something is pushed down by society, it doesn’t disappear—it transforms. It becomes powerful in different ways.

This is where we find each other.

Not relying solely on systems that can feel oppressive—patriarchal, capitalistic—but creating something of our own. Something rooted in connection, in knowing, in shared experience.

I often feel like the world isn’t even ready for what we can offer.

Feminist learning, for me, is ongoing. It’s not just political or economic—it’s historical, ancestral, and deeply personal. It’s about our stories, our lineages, our embodied wisdom.

There are dominant ways of recording history and knowledge, and we can see the limitations within those structures. But beyond that, there is something undeniable:

There is magic in our experience.
And that cannot be taken away.

It may scare some people. It may feel intangible. But it exists beyond what the egoic mind can fully comprehend.

I want to speak a little about the magic of these spaces...

When I was 18, I attended my first women’s gathering. I remember sitting in the room and feeling it:
the vulnerability,
the jolt of emotion,
the subtle, unspoken witnessing.

Something was happening—something powerful.

Bringing women together made us stronger, more aware. We let each other into our experiences. There was compassion—fierce, expansive, and full-spectrum.

These spaces hold a kind of wisdom.

They feel like home for nature-centered rituals, for cyclical acknowledgment—for remembering what our bodies already know. Not just because we are women, but because we are human. Because we are nature.

When you look at your body, and then at a flower, or fruit, or the landscape—you can feel it:
“That is me too.”

That pleasure, that softness, that fullness—that exists in you.

And also, when you look at a tree in the dead of winter—bare, skeletal—you can feel that too:
“That is me too.”

We move through seasons. We recognize ourselves in them. Even in stillness, even in dormancy, something is being held and protected—like a bud beneath the surface.

Nature is amazing.
And we are amazing.

This is a place to slow down and feel it.

I love the sensuality of these spaces. The way they invite journaling, reflection, and sharing. The way we are gently prompted to connect with one another.

We might move through practices like:

  • meditation

  • breathwork

  • movement

  • creative expression

All of it is welcome.

These are often not seen as “productive” in a conventional sense. But in the long run, they are deeply supportive—perhaps even essential.

They center rest.

Not just as something we’re allowed to have, but as something we can value equally to action. Not in perfect balance, but in recognition that rest is more than sleep. That being held, slowing down, and softening in community is also rest.

And when we rest together, something magical can happen

I feel honored to initiate some of this... Not to lead in a hierarchical way, but to help open and hold a space—its boundaries, its possibilities—so that we can gather and express together.

This is my love letter in action.

I’m so grateful for your presence, your participation, and your reflections.

Take really good care,
and I hope to see you, talk to you, and engage soon.

Love,

K

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