July 18, 2016

File Under "The Marching Morons;" Spirit Weavers Gathering — All-Women's New Age Celebration

awomengather.jpg

"We all have our hippie limits. I've always considered mine to be unusually high:

I grew up in Santa Cruz, with a pagan mother who took me to documentaries called "The Goddess Remembered" and bought me veggie burgers at a fast food restaurant called Dharma's. I haven't exactly rebelled from my upbringing. In the past couple of months I've gotten acupuncture, gone to multiple yoga classes, willingly eaten raw vegan food, treated a cold with a neti pot, added powdered mushrooms to my green smoothies, and used garlic to combat a yeast infection. I have friends who attend matcha tea ceremonies, hire doulas, and go to shaman-led sweat lodges in Tulum. I looked at Spirit Weavers as going to camp as an adult, but with the added bonus of gluten-free food and the option to do some basket-weaving or purify my spirit at the same time. But I realize during the opening ceremony of Spirit Weavers just how deeply bourgeois I am. The moment I most feel like myself is around 9:00 at night, back at my tent, eating popcorn I bought earlier at a gas station, wearing an SK-II face mask, while watching Lifetime's Unreal on my laptop. By Marisa Meltzer in Harper's Bazaar

birthandmother.jpg

mamaclair.jpg

amomfounder.jpg

Spirit Weavers' founder and trademark owner, Amy Woodruff, doing a naked headstand while simultaneously breastfeeding her daughter Naia went viral. ("I was just doin' my daily flow when the little sweet pea came to sneak a suckle," Woodroff wrote at the time on her blog, Daughter of the Sun, where she also sells juice cleanses, incense, and "organic baby bootie balm.")

Sigh. Somedays I actually believe that this entire civilization is headed head-first into the Crock-Pot of History.

26e5dd7bc81d74452b9801621a5c2b9e.jpg

Posted by gerardvanderleun at July 18, 2016 1:51 PM
Bookmark and Share

Comments:

HOME

"It is impossible to speak in such a way that you cannot be misunderstood." -- Karl Popper N.B.: Comments are moderated and may not appear immediately. Comments that exceed the obscenity or stupidity limits will be either edited or expunged.

Idiot wind heaven. What if there really is a God who judges pagan idolatry?

Posted by: Denny at July 18, 2016 5:20 PM

Eh- I'd hang around 'em long enough to get some mushrooms and a piece of ass. Maybe skip the ass...

JWM

Posted by: jwm at July 18, 2016 7:25 PM

JWM -

Mushrooms are easy - they grow on cow patties all over Tennessee and Kentucky. Probably cleaner than the New Agers, but smell a lot alike.

Posted by: Rob De Witt at July 18, 2016 10:02 PM

I grew up in the 60s and my dad was hell bent that I wasn't going to imitate or participate in the hippie movement. And it wouldn't have suited me at all to adopt the lifestyle and run around in a woven poncho as I struggled to play C, D and G on some lame ass guitar.

I knew a few very pretty girls who swallowed the bait though, hook, line and sinker and as hard as I tried, none of them gave it up to me. Chasing them meant I had to be cool, smoke dope, maybe drop some acid and be a friggin' goof.

For that reason I had sex with the conventional girls who didn't get into the hippie thing at all. As inexperienced and clumsy as I was, I kind of remember that the sex was wonderful.

Posted by: Jack at July 19, 2016 6:38 AM

I couldn't understand most of what the first blurb had to say. Skimmed down the rest of it and wondered, what's the point? Of course I'm several generations ahead of those people.

Posted by: BillH at July 19, 2016 7:10 AM

BillH,

I'm kinda in the middle between you and Jack; I turned 20 in 1965.

Believe me when I tell you nobody else can understand what that crap is about either. Women who could afford it just went crazy overnight, and women who can afford it have followed that lead ever since.

And California either attracts them or generates them.

Posted by: Rob De Witt at July 19, 2016 7:48 AM

I dunn’o, it’s rather refreshing that some women still embrace motherhood, the outdoors and creating things versus the ugliness of the Feminists/Man Haters/Safe Spacers seemingly everywhere.

Not all hippies are created equal any more than conservatives are.

Posted by: tim at July 19, 2016 9:17 AM

Yeah Rob, I lived in the far northwest corner of then Canoga Park, CA '70-'73, just south of what had been a bunch of cowboy movie ranches, i.e. the favored habitat of the Manson family, imitators and successors. Three of my five daughters were teens then, and it was a chore keeping them away from that stuff. Those hippies were always cutting through our neighborhood in their jalopie vans on the way to their lair.

Posted by: BillH at July 19, 2016 9:21 AM

I will say the one standing on her head is a great physical specimen. We should all do so well as her. She is a bit of a nut though.

Posted by: pbird at July 19, 2016 11:45 AM

Bird, you're right about that girl and I'm pretty sure I could do that again if I weren't 66. Now it's osteoarthritis in my hips and back, hand and shoulder surgeries and more of that sort of thing, most certainly to be granted unto me, as I age.

And while my body is showing its age, my memory is lucent and active. I've done a lot of things in my life but I just cannot remember all of those times when I must have surely enjoyed the nipples of a beauty who was standing on her head.

Posted by: Jack at July 20, 2016 5:41 AM