07/15/2026
My personal journey to and through the this past weekend is still processing as I land back at home.
It took a lot to get there. It took a lot to be there. I stepped into my Resilient Heart space and fell apart in the arms of a dear rose sister. This journey with my daughter was deep. We bonded in ways I did not know we were going to. The experience of our motorhome catching on fire after my tire exploded at the gas pump in Princeton is still clear in my mind. The Goddess held us in safety. We are safe. The motorhome did not burn down. A water truck was miraculously on site and put out the fire promptly.
The helpers came through for us. With the generous help of my partner who organized a tow truck and a U-Haul for us and my dear friend who met us in Princeton and had her mom deliver us a cooler and a tent, we continued to the grounds of the festival, arriving 13 hours after I left my home at 10:30pm on Wednesday night.
The grief and shame and guilt of how our travel day went and how much financial strain it was now going to put on me personally was so heavy that I was having difficulty connecting. I was blocked. Sad. And in fear.
But there were rainbows and glimmers. Smiles and dancing. Hugs and playfulness. I sang to the clouds with , filled my heart in a beautiful caco ceremony with .kan.alchemy , grounded into my body with .altar.medicine , shared life experiences with , danced with , was held and seen by Rose Sister .phoenix, drummed and sang in the water ceremony with , laughed till I cried with .
This festival was about coming home to balance. That soft place between grief and joy. That I am worthy of being held. 💕
