Welcome to The Red Tent Collective
Hi my love,
You're looking at the moment that changed everything — or rather, a few days before it. The freebirth of my second moon, my daughter Ewelani Rose — a sacred rite that cracked me open, rewired my soul, and healed generations in me, in my daughters, and in my husband.
It was the kind of moment that rearranges you at the cellular level. The kind of truth that doesn’t whisper — it roars. In the quiet that followed her birth, I found myself asking:
How will I raise daughters to know their power in a world that tries to make them forget?
Where will they go to hear wise women’s stories — the ones that don’t just inspire, but initiate?
From that question, this community was born.
From my womb to yours — The Red Tent Collective
A virtual sanctuary for women to gather, heal, remember, and rise — together
This isn’t just a space
It’s a portal
A revolution
A homecoming
to the parts of you that were never broken or lost —
just buried and locked away
Here, we’re redefining what it looks like to guide,
birth, nurture, and exist as a
modern woman in her full power
Because a Matriarch…
✺ moves with magnetism, not force
✺ doesn’t hustle for worth or chase validation. She draws life to her
✺ honors her body’s wisdom — her no is sacred
✺ doesn’t hold it all — she awakens others to rise alongside her
✺ is grounded, wild, wise, and deeply strategic — without burning out
✺ chooses herself, over and over, without apology
✺ is lit from within — unshakable, embodied, and unapologetically alive.
This is not the age of self-sacrifice
This is the age of embodied, sovereign womanhood
The Matriarch has returned
Welcome home, love
We’ve been waiting for you
