The Art of BARE Weaving and Remembering Ourselves..

There was a time when our hands knew how to make what we needed.

We didn’t buy baskets. We wove them.

We didn’t order clothes. We spun them.

We didn’t separate ourselves from the land. We moved with it, took from it only what was needed, and gave back in ways that mattered.

And somehow, over time, we lost this knowing. But the land never forgot.

The Wisdom of Our Hands

Bare Weaving is more than a skill. It is a remembering.

You sit on the earth, fingers tracing the shape of something that has not yet taken form. You hold plant fibers, bark, or rushes—materials that once grew wild, that lived and breathed before they found their way into your hands.

You begin to twist, bend, interlace.

And suddenly, something happens.

Your mind slows. Your breath deepens. Your hands find a rhythm older than words.

The weave takes shape.

Not just the one in your hands, but the one inside you—the intricate, invisible weaving of past and present, of the land and yourself, of all the things that were never meant to be separate.

Because when you weave, you do not just create.

You return.

Listening to the Land, Listening to Ourselves

Weaving teaches patience. Presence. The art of paying attention.

You learn to work with the material, not against it.

You learn that every fiber has its own way of moving, its own story to tell.

You learn that forcing something into a shape it was never meant to take will only cause it to break.

And isn’t that true of everything?

Our lives. Our relationships. The way we try so hard to mold ourselves into something unnatural, when all along, we were meant to follow the grain of who we are.

A Thread Between Worlds

In the old stories, weaving was magic.

It was the way people connected to the unseen.

The way grandmothers told stories without words. The way cultures wove their histories into the fabric of the world.

Today, we call it craft. But it is still magic.

Because when you sit on the earth, hands moving in rhythm with something far greater than yourself, you feel it—

The way the land holds you.

The way your body remembers.

The way everything—every strand, every thread, every fiber of your being—is connected.

And maybe that’s the real lesson.

That we were never separate from the land.

That we were never meant to do this life alone.

That in learning to weave with nature, we learn to weave ourselves back into the world.

And that? That changes everything.

P.S. Upcoming BARE Weaving Workshops

🌿 3-Day Bare Weaving Workshop

📍 Yarralen Retreat, NSW

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🌿 5-Day Bare Weaving Workshop

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