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About The Tent

The Red Tent, back in the day, was a place of rest and refueling. During childbirth, sickness and that time of the month, women escaped to the tent to be relieved of their daily responsibilities and to be given the space for quiet and the kind of replenishment that was vital for life. While wine was poured and stories were shared, women could retreat from the world, reconcile the parts of themselves which lay buried under the many roles they had to play, and finally enjoy a plate of cheese without having to share it with anyone.

‘Selflessness’ is an attribute held in such high regard for a woman that we fall completely out of touch with the self inside of us. What do I want? What do I think? Who am I in the quiet? Self-sacrifice becomes our normal and eventually it makes us so sick and disconnected we no longer know who we are. The Red Tent is the olden day version of “self-care” we hear get thrown around these days — something women have to actually label now in order to make it a guilt-free part of her life.

I am a true INFJ and so am more sensitive to our culture’s preoccupation with busyness and productivity, needing more quiet, space and simpleness than the average bear, and this space provides that exact outlet for me.

So that’s what we do here. I write, obviously, and you read, but what we’re really doing is hosting a little time-out together. What we’re really doing is taking a little rest from the world, from sharing things that bring joy, to sharing our experiences of life together, both the hard and the beautiful.

 

 

 

Joel: Why are you so obsessed with this blog? What is it even about?

Me: Sisterhood, Joel. It’s about Sisterhood.

Joel: Silent.

Me: Silent.

Joel: If I come home and find a Sisterhood going on in the lounge room, I will not be impressed.

25 Responses to “About The Tent”

  1. Jennifer Butler Basile

    Wow, can I hang in the red tent? Why did modern society get rid of that idea?

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  2. rachwiley

    You sure can! I’ve no idea WHAT modern society was thinking. It’s much better in the tent than out πŸ™‚

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      • lovefromtara

        I told him the conversation you’d had with your husband & how he’d said “If i come home and find a sisterhood in the lounge room I wont be happy” and my husband literally looked at me and said “I completely agree, smart man” hahaha they really do, don’t they.

      • Rachel Wiley

        hahaha that’s too funny. And kinda makes me determined to throw a sisterhood party in the lounge room one day, complete with tears and charm bracelets, just to see the look on Joel’s face when he walks in. You should do it too! priceless πŸ™‚

      • Brenda Muhammad

        YOU KNOW “THEY” ARE WRITING A BOOK TO ANSWER THIS ONE CALLED “THE ESCAPE DOOR”…I WONDER IF IT WILL BE PAINTED RED…HMMMM…HEHEHEHEHE…SISTERHOOD…WHAT A BEAUTIFUL THING.

    • The Red Tent

      Thank you! One day I’d love to start little red tent groups which meet up regularly in real life. We women sure do need it πŸ™‚ xx

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  3. Cindy Fenn

    I first came to your blog at the time of my second child’s birth. I loved the analogy of a red tent.

    Just today I came back to it and did a bit more reading.
    Anyway … Just read this and really laughed… Thank you
    “If I come home and see a sisterhood happening in lounge room , I will not be impressed” …love it!!!!

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  4. Marla

    LOVE the purpose behind your blog and I’m so looking forward to following and getting to know you πŸ™‚

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  5. Rebecca Leech

    I just stumbled upon your red tent.
    The idea is traditional and I am all about the real thing in all aspects of my life.
    I also live with depression and anxiety.
    I have never been so involved in politics until this year and I think I may have lost some old friends on FB
    Never apologize for something you feel..it’s like saying you are sorry for being real.
    I love your tent.

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