There’s a particular energy that often settles in these spaces — a kind of blanket of need, anticipation, and nervous offering. Most stallholders are sharing something deeply personal, often birthed from their own trauma or awakening. There’s vulnerability in that. And when the room fills, it doesn’t take long before it starts to swirl — uncertainty, energetic searching, self-doubt, spiritual ego, over-efforting, and a desire to be seen, chosen, validated. We don’t judge it. We understand it. We’ve been there.