The Beauty of Gathering in a Busy World
I’ve always believed there’s something really special about gathering women together. Not in a big, overwhelming way — but in small, simple, beautiful moments.
Moments where we get to pause. To breathe. To remember what really matters.
In a world that seems to run on to-do lists and constant striving, it’s easy to forget why we’re even doing it all in the first place. We get caught up. We get tired. We forget what brings us true joy.
But something shifts when women come together.
We forget about the dishes piling up, the emails waiting, the deadlines looming.
We laugh. We connect. We soften. We remember ourselves again.
That’s the beauty of small gatherings.
They remind us we’re not alone.
They remind us we’re allowed to slow down.
They remind us we’re still human beneath the hustle.
For me, it’s about more than putting flowers on a table or setting out a pretty picnic (though you can absolutely bet there’ll be flowers and picnic rugs and delicious nibbles involved). It’s about creating a space where women feel welcomed. Invited. Valued. It’s about taking a break from the pressure and expectations and simply being together.
I love getting to know people’s stories — where they’re at, what they’re celebrating, what they’re struggling with. I love the thought of encouraging each person who comes. Making sure they leave feeling seen, supported, and reminded that they matter.
That’s what I’m dreaming of with The Garden Gathering. A space to pause. A space to laugh. A space to reflect, to create, to connect. Somewhere that feels inviting, relaxing, and welcoming. Where you can lay down the weight you’ve been carrying and just be for a little while.
Because I think we need this more than ever.
We need community. We need connection.
We need to remember we weren’t made to do life alone — and we’re doing a better job than we often give ourselves credit for.
I hope when someone leaves a gathering like this, they feel refreshed. Encouraged. Like they belong. Like they’re doing okay, no matter the season they’re in.
Because the truth is, small things matter. Small gatherings matter.
And I believe some of the most beautiful things can grow from spaces like this.