Hey friends,
First of all, I am late..so very late.
And second, I labeled the event wrong.
I kept calling it a gathering. Not a festival, definitely not that. But still, I was undernaming what happened.
This was a retreat, my friends.
And retreat we did.
In style.
In beauty.
In peace.
In love.
Hava’s first Founders Day Retreat gathered on Juneteenth weekend! Black women showed up for breath, food, a sister circle, sound, and good company. What began as brunch became a fuller day of return and care.
I keep thinking about the room in pieces.
Shonda of Dallas on the Mat opened the day with yoga and closed us with sound. De’Anthony Colbert of Colbert’s Culinary Creations fed us all the way through. Ronnie Hall brought live music into the room with voice, warmth, and presence.
The table was set by hand. The room softened as the day went on. Women who arrived from different places began to feel familiar.
And then there was sister circle.
That part is harder to summarize because it was not a performance. It was not a panel. It was not content. It was women sitting together, listening, breathing, remembering, and letting the room hold what did not need to be rushed.
Nothing needed to be performed.
Everything had been considered.
That is the shape Hava is taking: breath first, then table, then circle, then sound. A room where Black women can arrive, be fed, be·held, and leave with something lighter than what we came carrying.
The first room was set by hand. What comes next will be built with the same care.
So this week, I want us to ask together:
Where are we placing our breath of attention?
Not our worry.
Not our performance.
Not the part of us that rushes to fix everything.
Our breath of attention.
Maybe on rest.
Maybe on grief.
Maybe on joy.
Maybe on the next room we are building.
If you feel moved, reply with a word, a sentence, or a song. I am gathering the sound of what we are carrying next.
Come be in good company.
💛
Sahavit
hava