you’re not alone.
but you’re not really met, either.
There's a version of you that hasn't had a room yet. One where you don't have to shrink, soften, or make yourself easier to digest. Where the discomfort of being fully seen is held - not avoided.
That room exists. It's called…
wild tender
You know how to be in a room.
You read the energy before you've taken your coat off. You know who needs managing, who needs softening, who needs space. You adjust. You smooth. You make it easier for everyone.
And somewhere in all of that - you disappear.
Not because you have nothing to say. You have everything to say. But by the time you've run it through the filter - is this too much, will this land wrong, do I even have the right to say this here - the conversation has moved on. So you let it go. And the moment passes. And you leave having performed a version of yourself that kept the peace and cost you something.
You're exhausted by it.
Because every room you walk into, there's a part of you scanning - how much of me is safe here? And the answer you've been living with is: not all of it.
That's not a communication problem.
That's what happens when you've learned that being fully yourself is a risk most rooms aren't worth taking.
Here's what nobody tells you.
The editing, the waiting, the managing - that wasn't weakness. That was strategy. At some point, staying connected to the world around you required making yourself smaller. So you did. You got very good at it. Good enough that it stopped feeling like a choice and started feeling like just... who you are.
But it was never who you are.
It was a learned contraction. A slow, cumulative abandonment of your own truth in exchange for belonging, for safety, for not being too much. And it worked - until it didn't.
Until the cost of staying small started to outweigh the comfort of staying safe.
The exhaustion you feel isn't from doing too much (you probably are).
It's from holding yourself back for too long.
And the quietly devastating thing is that it still happens - even now, even when you know better. Not because you haven't done enough work. But because the body doesn't unlearn a survival pattern just because your mind has outgrown it. The contraction runs automatically. You abandon your own thread before anyone else has the chance to.
This is not a mindset problem.
This is not something you can think your way out of.
What it actually asks of you is the capacity to stay - to remain present with the discomfort of being fully seen, fully heard, fully you - in real time, in real rooms, with real people witnessing it. To speak from truth rather than from the version of yourself that learned to make everyone else comfortable first.
That's a skill. And like any skill, it's built through practice.
This is Wild Tender.
Wild Tender is not a circle where you share your story.
It's not a workshop where you learn better communication skills.
It's not about processing, or healing, or arriving somewhere fixed and finished.
It's a room where you practice.
A small, seasonal gathering - the same women, week after week - built specifically for the kind of practice that can't happen alone. The practice of staying present with what's true in you while you're in connection with others. Of letting yourself be seen without contracting. Of speaking from the part of you that's been waiting, not the part of you that's been managing.
The work is embodied. Meaning: we're not just talking about the pattern - we're working with the place in your body where the contraction lives. Where the editing starts. Where you first feel the urge to make yourself smaller.
Because that's where the change actually happens.
Not in your head. Not in your journal. In the moment - with people watching - when everything in you wants to shrink and you stay anyway.
Twelve women. One season. A container small enough to be safe, and real enough to matter.
What changes.
A season in Wild Tender won't give you a framework. It won't give you a certificate or a list of action steps to implement on Monday morning.
What it will give you is harder to name and more difficult to unfind.
● You start to recognize the exact moment your nervous system signals danger - before you mind catches up.
● You learn to read emotions as information, not evidence that something is wrong with you.
● You get steadier. Not because the discomfort disappears, but because your capacity to stay with it expands.
● You start trusting your own responses in real time rather than analysing them afterward.
● You leave conversations feeling like yourself - not like the version of you that managed the room.
● You stop performing. You start being.
And perhaps the most quietly radical thing of all: you begin to remember who you were before you were conditioned otherwise. Before the editing started. Before the contraction took root.
She's still there.
Wild Tender is where you practice finding your way back to her.
Is this you?
This is for the woman who has done enough work on herself to know that the next layer isn't solo.
You’re intellectually curious and spiritually open - but allergic to performance or dogma.
You’re tired of performing. Ready - maybe cautiously, maybe with a fair amount of scepticism - to stop.
You’ve tried to find your people as an adult and discovered how startling hard it is to get past the surface.
You’ve been in Circles that felt good but left you somehow unchanged.
You’re wanting more - not more depth in yourself alone, but more capacity to actually be with others. To stay. To not disappear the moment it gets real.
You’ve done enough inner work to know the next layer requires being witnessed, not just understood.
If you’re nodding yeah, you're in the right place.
Wild Tender is not the right fit if you're looking for therapy, coaching, or someone to help you solve your problems. It's not a support group, and it's not a processing space - what happens here isn't about being held through your pain, it's about expanding what you can hold.
It's also not for the woman who needs the room to agree with her. Curiosity is the entry requirement here, not consensus. You'll be witnessed - and witnessing others - in ways that won't always be comfortable. That's not a bug. That's the whole point.
And if you're not ready to be seen? That's okay. This just isn't your room yet.
Choose your season.
Choose your depth.
Wild Tender runs in seasons.
Not because of a calendar - because each season carries its own quality of light, its own invitation, its own particular kind of truth. You don't just join a group. You enter a threshold.
The first season is Summer.
Season of radiance. June 3 to September 3.
Twelve weekly gatherings. Thursday evenings. Two hours each. A closing celebration to mark what the season held. The same women, week after week, building something that can't be rushed and can't be faked.
Autumn, Winter, and Spring follow — each with their own medicine, their own name, their own women. But Summer is where it begins.
Choose your pathway.
Every woman enters the season. How deep she goes is her choice.
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Feet in the water. Mountain steady behind you. Held by the circle.
This is the full Wild Tender experience - the weekly gatherings, the closing celebration, the Telegram community for daily connection and ongoing conversation, and a seasonal medicine kit of curated local products chosen to deepen your relationship with nature and support your emotional and mental wellbeing.
Plus one bring-a-friend invitation - one gathering, one woman you trust enough to bring into the room.
For the woman who knows the circle is enough.
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Not too far from shore. Moving with rhythm. Beneath the surface, but still connected.
Everything in The Shoreline, plus one private 90-minute session with Kristin - in person or virtual - and a seasonal somatic immersion practice to carry the work into your body between gatherings.
You move beneath the surface patterns. You are personally witnessed.
For the woman who wants to go deeper than the group can take her.
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Vast. Brave. Not reckless — prepared.
Everything in The Shoreline, plus two private 90-minute sessions with Kristin, a personalized seasonal ritual framework, and a personalized integration reflection offered at the closing celebration.
You trust yourself in deeper waters - with support close enough to breathe.
For the woman who is ready to be known.
Who holds the room.
I built Wild Tender because I couldn't find what I was looking for - and I believed it was possible.
I wanted conversations that actually went somewhere. Not just depth for depth's sake, but the kind of exchange where something in you shifts because you let yourself be truly seen, or because someone else's perspective cracked open a door you didn't know was there. I wanted a space that felt safe enough to stop filtering, to stop shrinking - and alive enough that the conversation actually mattered.
I couldn't find that. So I built it.
I'm a facilitator and somatic practitioner - trained in the frameworks, yes, but more importantly, shaped by years of my own unlearning. I'm not on the other side of this work. I'm in it. The same patterns we'll sit with together are patterns I've lived, overridden, excavated, and am still learning to trust. I don't hold this space from a place of arrival. I hold it from a place of commitment.
What I bring into the room isn't polish. It's presence.
I have a particular ability to say the thing everyone is feeling but nobody wants to go first on. A hunger for conversations that actually go somewhere - past the surface, past the performance, into the stuff that's been sitting in your chest waiting for permission. A body of lived experience that no certification could hand me.
And honestly? I give a shit. Like, too much. The kind of too much that used to embarrass me. The kind that means I'm still thinking about something you said three days later. The kind that made me build something just so women could finally have a place where that level of care is the standard, not the exception.
Because I believe there is so much growth available to us when we stop performing for each other. When we let ourselves be witnessed as we actually are. When we take in a perspective that challenges something we've held as fixed. When we use our voice - fully, without the edit - and discover that the room can hold it.
That ripples. Into our relationships, our work, our sense of self. Into the world.
I'm not the most polished person in the room.
But I might be the most present.
Wild Tender is in its first season. There are no testimonials yet because this room hasn't existed until now. What there is: a facilitator who has been in the work for years, a container designed with care, and twelve seats held for women who are ready.
If you'd like to speak with Kristin before committing, reach out directly. She means it.
Three pathways. One season. Your choice.
The Shoreline — $1,144
The Deepening Tide — $1,700
The Open Ocean — $2,333
Payment plans are available. If you'd like to discuss options, reach out before registering.
There are no refunds. When you join Wild Tender you're not purchasing a product — you're making a commitment to a container that twelve women are depending on. Please only join if you're ready to be in it for the season.
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No. Wild Tender is not a therapeutic space and Kristin is not your therapist.
What happens here is relational and embodied practice - not clinical support. If you're in a place where you need therapeutic care, please seek that first. This work is most alive when you're stable enough to be curious.
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You don't have to share anything.
What you will be asked to do is be present - with yourself, with what's moving in you, with the conversation as it unfolds.
Wild Tender isn't a space where you bring your story and lay it out for the group. It's a space where you practice staying connected to your truth in real time. Those are different things.
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Each gathering is different because each gathering responds to what's actually in the room.
There's no rigid agenda, no workbook, no slide deck. Kristin holds the space and tends the conversation - drawing out what's underneath, staying with what's real, moving the room toward depth rather than performance.
What you walk into will feel different every time. What remains consistent is the quality of attention.
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You probably will. So will other women.
Emotion in this space isn't a problem to manage, it's information to stay with.
You won't be fixed, redirected, or rushed past what you're feeling. You also won't be expected to perform your emotions for the group. Both are true here.
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Twelve Thursday evenings over a season, two hours each. That's it for the in-room commitment.
The Telegram community is there when you want it - it's not a homework assignment.
If you're wondering whether your life has room for this, the more honest question might be: what is it currently costing you not to have it?
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That's genuinely yours to decide.
What I can say is that the container is small by design - twelve women maximum - which means your presence matters and your seat is held.
This isn't a course you can consume passively. It's a season you inhabit. Whether that's worth it depends entirely on how ready you are to stop waiting for the right moment and start practicing now.
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No. The container opens at the start of each season and closes there too. This isn't gatekeeping - it's integrity.
The trust that makes this work possible is built from the first gathering. Joining late would shortchange you and the women already in the room. If you miss Summer, Autumn opens in September.
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Wild Tender makes no promises about what you'll feel or who you'll become.
What it promises is a room that's real - where the facilitation is honest, the container is held with care, and the conversation goes somewhere.
If you arrive expecting to be transformed by watching, you'll be disappointed. If you arrive willing to practice, something will shift. It always does.
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There are no refunds. When you join Wild Tender you're not purchasing a product - you're making a commitment to a container that twelve women are depending on.
Your seat, your presence, and your decision to stay are part of what makes this work. Please only join if you're ready to be in it for the season.
Before you decide.
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