We admire the rose in full bloom, and yet there is a time to surrender and be stripped bare. To trust in the deep growth that happens in the darkness. To allow new buds to spring to life in divine time. 

We cannot rush the Winter. There is magic in the darkness.

Can we find beauty in the rose stripped bare?

The empty branches once the glory of Autumn colour has faded?

Disembark the go-go train, be with the darkness, dance with her?

You're warmly invited to gather in sacred stillness, darkness, the energetic void of Winter. A gently guided space to cocoon and honour the darkness and the divine.