August 16–17
Sometimes, it feels like everything’s been done.
And then the weekend comes — and the world shifts, just a little.
Joy Meadow always finds space for a new breath.
Saturday
The morning begins with soft yoga in the open amphitheater — this time with touches of dance.
Gentle movement, live music, and the sense that your body is remembering something long forgotten.
Later, a children’s workshop: they’ll be writing magical letters to be sent straight into a fairytale.
Meanwhile, grown-ups are invited to the Quiet Garden, where Madam will share a story about how the unseen begins to bloom.
As evening arrives, so does music — a string quartet under the stars.
No stage, no rush. You can sit with your eyes closed. You can dance barefoot. You can just be.
The Night Between
In the clearing beyond the amphitheater, the night doesn’t sleep.
Elders from Almagestea will be reading the stars, sharing quiet stories, and watching the sky.
There will be hammocks, long conversations, and the last bottles of last year’s wine.
Nothing urgent. Just a night for looking up.
Sunday
The day begins with the Market of Touch — handmade soaps, warm fabrics, paper that feels alive, herbal blends, wooden combs that seem to hold stories.
You can touch, smell, take home — or simply wander.
In the afternoon: a workshop called “A House Made of Wind”.
Dreams, threads, and paper folded into invisible spaces.
Led by the Bellless Fairy.
And at sunset — a performance on water.
The stage is a floating platform.
The story: how silence learned to speak.
Light, music, reflections.
The kind of thing you witness with your heart.