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As the wheel of the year turns toward autumn, the light wanes and the days shorten. Nature herself becomes our teacher, inviting us to slow down, to listen inward, to witness the holy cycle of life, death, and renewal moving all around us. The harvest places its wisdom in our hands: gather what nourishes, release what must return to the soil.
In this threshold season, when the veil between worlds grows thin, we enter the liminal temple space between seen and unseen. Across time and culture, priestesses, mystics, and kin have gathered here to honor, grieve, and celebrate the dead. To call the ancestors close is a beautiful, sacred tradition.
Join us as we gather to honor our ancestors. Through song, story, altar creation, anointing, and reflection, we will remember, tend to what longs to be healed, and carry forward the gifts of our lineage.
This circle is for anyone who feels called, women and men, whether you know your ancestry or not, whether you come carrying joy or sorrow. It is a space to connect with the unseen threads that bind us, to seek peace with a loved one, to grieve what has been lost, and to celebrate what endures. Together we will soften into connection, hold both the ache and the beauty, and feel the presence of our ancestors walking beside us.
✨ For this is What We Carry: the love, memory, grief, and grace, woven together into the living thread of who we are becoming.
5pm-7 pm
The Space Montclair
356 Bloomfield Ave loft #2
As the wheel of the year turns toward autumn, the light wanes and the days shorten. Nature herself becomes our teacher, inviting us to slow down, to listen inward, to witness the holy cycle of life, death, and renewal moving all around us. The harvest places its wisdom in our hands: gather what nourishes, release what must return to the soil.
In this threshold season, when the veil between worlds grows thin, we enter the liminal temple space between seen and unseen. Across time and culture, priestesses, mystics, and kin have gathered here to honor, grieve, and celebrate the dead. To call the ancestors close is a beautiful, sacred tradition.
Join us as we gather to honor our ancestors. Through song, story, altar creation, anointing, and reflection, we will remember, tend to what longs to be healed, and carry forward the gifts of our lineage.
This circle is for anyone who feels called, women and men, whether you know your ancestry or not, whether you come carrying joy or sorrow. It is a space to connect with the unseen threads that bind us, to seek peace with a loved one, to grieve what has been lost, and to celebrate what endures. Together we will soften into connection, hold both the ache and the beauty, and feel the presence of our ancestors walking beside us.
✨ For this is What We Carry: the love, memory, grief, and grace, woven together into the living thread of who we are becoming.
5pm-7 pm
The Space Montclair
356 Bloomfield Ave loft #2