“Here in The Women’s Circle, We 

soothe that ache in the heart of the world, like a wooden spoon folding butter into dough. We

fold life into life again, fertilizing the earth with our tears.

We link arms and hips, and hearts with 

the devotion of our foremothers for 

these bodies, these cycles, these rites. 

this planet, our home, the wild things, 

plants animals trees, bugs, bloods, and 

unconditional love and care for 

each other.  

We 

lean into our longing to live as women were always meant to

As

the leaders of love. 

We 

gather to cultivate this gift, this pulsing passionate embrace of all that we carry 

We 

Are 

a love that is so great that it can and it does and we will

 ~ Envision conceive gestate birth nurture feed and grow ~

Something new 

something better

Something whole and true 

Something to sink our hungry teeth into 

Something to quench this painful thirst 

Not just for me and you 

But for us all 

And It’s not just our birthright or our pleasure to gather together 

{as women have always done}

It is 

our responsibility. 

It’s always been 

as We: 

the ones who bring forth 

what 

comes 

next 

And we are and we can and we do and we will 

As we always have 

Give birth to things of perfect beauty

All that’s required is that 

we

show 

up. 

Step in,

take your seat or Take a stand 

Just 

Take 

your 

Place.

Join the women’s circle 

Enter the red tent

Form a moonlodge with your own hands for yourself and your sisters

Your mothers and your daughters 

The aunties and all 

Come home to The Women’s Grove 

Remember 

This 

It’s yours 

It has always been and it will always be 

We 

Women 

you know it’s time. 

There’s no doubt, 

there is a place for you right here in this circle 

Which spans the whole planet and threads our ancient past into our future 

Woman 

YOU 

Me 

We 

That’s all that’s required 

Full empty broken open lost or found 

all that’s needed, Here and now

Is your presence

your deepest desire

your most cherished wish 

your divinely spun and completely unique thread 

Right here in the blanket 

Woven in to we 

As is, It doesn’t matter if 

it’s fallen out, color-full or colorless, 

fading torn or bright 

golden or 

of the most unusual hue 

As is

You

Woven in, 

it’s the only way

It’s Required now 

So that you and me and all together 

We 

strengthen this blanket 

tighten the weave that is the shawl of comfort in these cold times 

We 

shape this colorful cloth cradle that holds 

the picnic blanket that says to all

Come 

Be fed by the cornucopia 

of womanhood 

We 

the women of the world

will reweave the majesty of our tapestry 

Just as we have done since the beginning 

And as we 

warp and weft together 

we remember 

what we know: 

Just how it is that women have always been 

The weavers of the fate of the world 

Our threads may have been faded by the illusion of this illness of forgetfulness 

But we 

absolutely 

have 

Not 

lost 

Our ability 

to weave 

Come home to the women’s circle and you will see 

You will know again what you have always known 

Remember what you already perceive 

Somewhere deep beneath 

the noise the plastic the patriarchy

that 

We

are needed here 

And You are welcome home Perfect Whole 

Complete 

Healed Right Aligned In rhythm 

You 

are an absolutely cherished, gifted, necessary, gorgeous, important, strong, shining thread 

Which we 

need securely woven into this tapestry 

of our shared wisdom 

Women’s wisdom: 

This tapestry that is and does and always has and always will 

Warm welcome hold heal carry soothe inspire teach transmit transform and lift up humanity 

into the light.”

Spoken Word and Video by Marianah Jade, as my contribution to DeAnna L’Am’s beautiful Red Tents in Every Neighborhood Summit. 

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