Full moon women’s circle magic
The sky was the stage
Wow, to be in your presence.
I am here — make way.
(A haiku)
The moon rises
We gathered on the veranda, sitting in a circle, the mountain evening breeze brushing against my skin. One by one, we shared a little about what had drawn us there. Somewhere between the sharing and the soft pauses, the moon began to peek out from behind the mountains.
An orange glow slowly took over the night sky. You could see the clouds parting as they made way for this rising beauty.
I remember thinking the moon made such a powerful entrance ~ ready to step forward and take up space. As if the moon was saying: I am here. It had no hesitation about being seen, about stepping fully into the summer sky.
The moon felt like a reminder to step into my own fullness. To shine. To illuminate.
Women gathering
As the weekend unfolded and I got to know the women more, something became clear. There is something powerful when women gather. Sitting with that thought, I realised this kind of gathering has a long history. Women coming together to grieve, to celebrate, to raise children, to share stories, to support one another.
To rest.
To repair.
But why do we gather in a circle?
When I looked into it more closely, what became clear was this: a circle is non-hierarchical. No one is in front and no one is above. Everyone is seen equally. The shape itself creates a sense of safety — not a space to be fixed, but a space to be heard. To listen without judgement and to hold one another with care.
Time to move gently
Throughout the weekend, the invitation was always to make the retreat your own. Whether you wanted to take part in every activity or only some, the time was yours to choose.
One of the offerings was a nature connection ~ an invitation to explore, to find a sit spot, or to bask in the bush if you discovered the hidden hammocks. As I sat in a little grassy spot, I noticed the bush was alive. Birds calling. A breeze moving through the tall gums. I sat simply taking it all in, letting nature’s music wash over me. The views were vast. Mountains with dips and peaks stretching across the horizon. A quiet moment in time.
Creativity and connection
Another part of the retreat was creating a Soul Card. This is a reflective and creative process that gave voice to something personal. I shared my card with one of the women I connected deeply with over the retreat. She had this inspiring, playful energy I was so drawn to. We laughed and cried and shared so openly.
Under the full moon
Later that evening, under the full moon, we gathered around the fire to release what was holding us back from our fullness. This ritual was powerful. Women holding women. Letting go of what was never ours to carry. Shaking it off.
I remember feeling lighter and more open to what was ahead — and making peace with what was.
Returning to ourselves
By the end of the weekend, it was clear that this kind of retreat isn’t about doing more. It’s about creating space.
Space to gather in a circle.
To share without judgement.
To move at your own pace.
To let the natural rhythms of the mountains and the moon guide the experience.
From quiet moments in nature to shared creativity, from laughter to release under the full moon ~ each part of the retreat invited us back to ourselves.
It’s an experience shaped by connection. By slowness. By women coming together in a circle.
And for anyone craving rest, reflection, and a sense of belonging, it offers exactly that.
Learn more about the Women’s Full Moon retreat and the next dates here.
(Photo credit: Rosie Robinson)
