
TOB 2026
September 23rd-27th
The Temple of Belonging Bio-Regional Gathering
The Temple of Belonging Bio-Regional Gathering is a four-night, five-day gathering of women in the Pacific Northwest who are interested in something real.
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It’s not a retreat in the typical sense, and it’s not a conference. It’s a living village and practice ground where women come together to spend time, share meals, learn from one another, skill-build, rest, move, sing, and remember what it feels like to be part of something local and alive.
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This gathering is built around relationship. Around the idea that belonging doesn’t come from consuming an experience, but from being present, participating, and letting yourself be seen, and see, in small, ordinary ways.
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We gather in a setting that’s warm, grounded, and intentionally held. There’s room here to slow down, to listen to your body, to connect with other women without needing to explain yourself or arrive with a version of who you think you should be.
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The days are a mix of workshops, skill-sharing, and open time, connection and shared rituals. The evenings tend toward fire, song, ceremony, and quiet conversation. Nothing is mandatory. You’re welcome to move at your own pace.
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What’s part of the gathering:
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Workshops and wisdom shares offered by local women
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Hands-on crafts and skill-shares
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Morning yoga, qigong, and meditation
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Nourishing, thoughtfully prepared meals
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Spa, wellness, and tattoo offerings
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Evening song, ritual, and ceremony
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A tea lounge for rest and conversation
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Kids Camp and lodge spaces
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A Mama’s Den for caregivers
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Comfortable, rustic amenities
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Camping, swimming holes, and forest trails
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A women-only space
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A supportive, intergenerational group of women from the region
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This gathering makes room for many ways of being a woman. Mothers, daughters, elders, women without children, women in transition, women who are tired, curious, steady, or unsure. You don’t need to fit a particular identity or level of experience to be here, rather we invite a space to connect outside of our boxes and roles.
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What we’re building and co-creating together is a sense of belonging that can follow you home. Something that continues in friendships, shared work, and the way you move through your life afterward. Here we share the joy of women in village as much as we share the creativity of skill-building the more more beautiful world our hearts long for.
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The Temple of Belonging has become a cherished gathering because it stays close to what matters: being together with local community, caring for one another and being cared for, and actively tending a culture where women belong to themselves and each other with bravery and wisdom.
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If you feel the pull toward cultivating shared belonging, from the core of your being outward to the cultures that create us, please join us around the hearth.

What you can expect:
4 days camping
under the stars
Women Centered Wisdom and Workshops
Ancestral Craft
and Skill Building
Nourishing, Organic Retreat-Style Meals
Daily Movement and Meditation
Diverse Healing Arts Services
Local Women's
Maker's Market
Intentional Ceremony and Ritual
The Temple of Belonging
The Temple of Belonging- from the witch tarot by Agni Sullins:
The Church of Fitting In is a tattered doctrine pedaling
the snake oil of self-improvement
it sustains its dying creed from your contortions
of worthiness bending for approval
twisting for appreciation
bowing and scraping in hopes of sanction
through the blood-art of performance
prettiness and productivity its prophets of profit
believe you are less than and grow rich from the spoils
of your complicit agreement
when you believe their creed, you'll purchase the diet
conceal the flaws tweeze the unwanted
shave the unsatisfying girdle your nature deny your deep joy sacrifice your pleasure on the altar of pleasing others
and suffer the guilt of every stolen freedom
in the unholy name of fitting in
you'll reject all that doesn't grant you access
to their idea of perfection
and purchase all that does what they don't profit from
there are no riches in belonging
except for the woman who is willing to embody it
The Temple of Belonging is golden
its hallowed ground welcomes you
as both priestess and crone
and adorns your shoulders with the robes
of benefactress and beneficiary
enter the covenant of your sovereignty
become your own sanctuary
drink from the chalice of self-worth
take communion with the internal
divine swallow it down like the seasons
and seeds of Persephone's fruit
give voice to the old songs
the ones that wolf and moon and forest still sing to
dance out of Eden feet drumming the wayback
wonder and chant the holy stories
the truth older than myth
that women are the holy grail
conceiving, conjuring, and delivering
every single human being on the planet
worship at the altar of your soul's deep content
like the moon-drunk curve of lily
the garnet skin of pomegranate
the ink spill arc of raven's wing
glorious in its unfolding precisely as it is
wild, whole, free and perfect in relation only to itself
kiss your curves like a prayer
anoint your fingers with honey from your own jar
spread wings and legs and heart in flowered benediction
become a disciple of inner devotion
resurrect the silver salvation of self-respect
believe in your self and your wild holy heart
like it's a sovereign religion
it is and the world needs more missionaries.

