After I moved, I knew how to make dinner and pack lunches — but I did not know how to belong. Six women came over one evening with tea and the quiet admission that we were all pretending to be fine. That was the first Wurud gathering — before the name, before the logo.

I built Wurud Circle because I needed a room where women could arrive as they are: tired, hopeful, messy, radiant. If you are reading this, that room has a place set for you. 🌷