I longed for feminine energy
seeing my sisters faces
catching up on each others lives
sharing stories and fire
wild woman workshops
five rhythm dancing
cooking up a mushroom storm
meeting beautiful souls
sleeping in the kitchen
waking up smiling
raindrops in a misty morning forest
accordeon players
mandala prayers
one thousand women
one too many
makes my head spin
seven sisters festival
you have been good to me
but for now
I need to surround myself with beards.