I had never even heard of Red Tents prior to this event. The movie was an incredible view of a journey into a lost portion of womanhood. It was profound for me to experience and witness not only the movie but events that were happening during and after the viewing as well.
Many may call it a movement and rightly so, but as with any movement it has to touch and stir something within oneself.
As a group of viewers we ranged from Teenagers to Crones. There were women that thought they would leave right after the viewing and found themselves drawn to experience the whole event once the movie was over. Each one was touched profoundly at how it touched them, many choking back tears. The teenage young ladies in attendance are totally on board for such a program and they loved the part where they would get to share this with their mother. What a blessing to witness this. Then there were the Crones or the Women blessed with Years of real life experiences as well, Grandmothers. They tickled me so at how expressive they were at explaining how in their youth there was nothing like this for them and how they could see how beneficial this would have been for them and their mothers too.