Well, here we are. This is our moment to activate our collective energy, joy, wisdoms, and release all the pinned up grief. We will learn, conspire, build, feast, frolic, and juke under the stars. Juke? But of course, this type of release is ancestral—it knows us deeply, and the need for juke lives in our DNA. No era inspired regalia necessary, come fly but comfortable. This will be a space for bare feet, guards down, open hearts. The type of abundance that spills off the table and into our lives, a wealth that has no limit.
A cultural inheritance.
Here are your tickets, see you soon.
I can't afford the tix, but I got two hands and two legs that work and can be help set up and break down. Please do let me know if you're open to that.