On Saturday we held our first full natural dye workshop at Ngakinga. It was huge day of tending to our sweet flowers and feeding the soil, worms and roots. The sunflowers stood to attention and smiled down from their towering height approvingly (I believe). Dye baths of yellow coreopsis and black knight scabiosa turned fabric to hues of blue and gold. After such a long, wet, muddy, raw and uncomfortable growth journey over the last 10 months, I’m struck by the audacity of what’s come into being. The height. The colour. The sturdiness. It reminds me of the soft and radical power of surrender. Leaning into the mahi. To showing up regardless. Just as in Mothering, seen or unseen, we work to create the conditions for everyone to thrive.