What we’re about
Right now this body, the soul in this body, just wants to let loose.
Like a wave crashing on the shore. Like lightning snapping. Like lava spewing. Like a downpour after pressure filled the air.
Like biting into a juicy pear with its nectar running down my chin. Like eating cake with my hands and licking the chocolate frosting off my fingers.
She wants her hands on the ground, dirt caked under nails, hair a mess. Barefoot frolicking. Climbing trees. Howling at the moon.
This is a group for female-bodied and -identifying people who feel a similar call to go unburden ourselves in nature.
You can expect twice monthly meetings to riot (for that fire, howling, rawness) and to revel (for the frolicking and joy).
