The Tent?

Here’s the thing, this isn’t my first rodeo. I’ve talked about motherhood on and off through different avenues and names for the past 8 years. For proof see “Transparent Motherhood” on IG and Youtube. I took a longgggg break because well…I hated motherhood, but that’s another story for another time. Today since I’m in my obedient woman era, “The Tent” is my new home to discuss something I’ve honestly been doing even before I birthed Blue. So what exactly IS “The Tent”?

First, let’s start with that it’s NOT. The Tent is not a podcast, though you may hear some audio from time to time. And it's not a blog, not in the traditional sense. It doesn’t include any how-tos, guides, or consistent calls to action. I don't have list upon list for this and that to offer you. This is absolutely NOT a mommy blog. I know I just said it’s not a blog but I feel I need to double down on this! You will NOT, I REPEAT WILL NOT find any help on “5 places to take your little while in (insert city here)”. I am not the least bit interested in providing any content on what to do or where to go with your kids. Figure that out on your own time.

Now, why a tent? Thank you for asking, here’s the short answer. A tent is a meeting place and a dwelling. In many Eastern cultures, women and men had separate tents. For women, it was a red tent. Where the women would enter and life and words and wisdom would flow. They shared laughs and tears. They became women, mothers, and sisters in that tent, ushering each other into their new roles. A tent is also mobile. It follows where the glory and life lead. As you expand so does your tent. Wise folk pitch their tents near a water source. Water is life.

Ok, so girl WHAT IS IT? Dang stop shouting!

Simply, it’s a collection of stories from women on discovering or rediscovering their identity as a woman first and then a mother, specifically through the lens of faith.

I lost my way when I became a mother. Lost who I was and the vision of who I wanted to be. Then I read this book about Dinah, Jacobs's daughter, and realized what I needed (and what I had, had the entire time) was women who could guide, teach me, help me, empathize with me, about womanhood and let me know I wasn't crazy those times I wanted to abandon motherhood.

Have you ever heard stories or seen photos of generations of women sittin’ around pouring into each other? Just a group of aunties, sisters, friends, and mothers sharing their experiences, laughing and crying, sometimes shouting? THAT is what The Tent is!

It is a community at your fingertips of women who want to share their wealth and who may also need some pouring into as they navigate the sometimes chaotic worlds of womanhood and motherhood.

I chose (or rather was given) a tent because this is to be a mobile life-giving, “ah ha” moment having community. You’ll be seen here. Find support here. Find Him here. Find YOU here.

So if you have ever felt lost, forgotten who you are, or just needed to be, then come into The Tent.

I love you, mean it

Ja’Nelle