Gather Together

Discover gentle ways to connect, share your truth, and grow with the Make It Nice tribe.

A wooden farmhouse table made of richly grained, dark oak, its surface worn smooth by time, set in front of a large window that overlooks a misty forest edge. On the table, five distinct ceramic bowls in muted earth tones form a gentle arc, each filled with different seeds and herbs, hinting at shared rituals and intentional living. Soft morning light filters through sheer linen curtains, illuminating dust motes and creating delicate reflections on the glaze of the bowls. The atmosphere feels contemplative and intimate. Captured at eye level with shallow depth of field in clean, sophisticated photographic realism, the front bowl is in crisp focus while the others recede into a warm, inviting blur, suggesting diverse individuals forming a harmonious tribe.

PO Box 95 Bolinas CA 94924

What is your Truth

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Email

azerithis@pm.me

Upcoming Circles

2025-09-18

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Virtual

2025-09-23

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Online

2025-09-28

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East Coast

2025-09-20

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Toronto

2025-09-24

Inner Light

Chicago Area

2025-09-30

River Studio

New England

2025-09-21

Harbor Room

Toronto West

2025-09-27

Tribe House

Pennsylvania Retreat

2025-10-01

Forest Room

Maine Coast

Voices

A circular stone gathering space formed by smooth, weathered boulders arranged in an intentional ring on a gentle grassy hill. In the center, a low fire pit holds only faint embers, a soft curl of smoke rising into the cool dusk air. Surrounding the circle, tall native grasses sway, and distant tree silhouettes frame the horizon. Golden hour light fades into deep blue twilight, casting long, thoughtful shadows between the stones. Shot from a slightly elevated angle in photographic realism, with sharp focus on the textured rock surfaces and a subtle bokeh on the distant landscape, evoking quiet belonging, shared stories, and an ancient sense of tribe without showing any people.

Hope D.

Reading Make It Nice feels like being seen; it’s helped me name my truth and slowly find people who honor it.

A wooden farmhouse table made of richly grained, dark oak, its surface worn smooth by time, set in front of a large window that overlooks a misty forest edge. On the table, five distinct ceramic bowls in muted earth tones form a gentle arc, each filled with different seeds and herbs, hinting at shared rituals and intentional living. Soft morning light filters through sheer linen curtains, illuminating dust motes and creating delicate reflections on the glaze of the bowls. The atmosphere feels contemplative and intimate. Captured at eye level with shallow depth of field in clean, sophisticated photographic realism, the front bowl is in crisp focus while the others recede into a warm, inviting blur, suggesting diverse individuals forming a harmonious tribe.

Hope D.

These essays nudged me to stop performing and start showing up honestly; my friendships feel softer, steadier, and far more real.

A circular stone gathering space formed by smooth, weathered boulders arranged in an intentional ring on a gentle grassy hill. In the center, a low fire pit holds only faint embers, a soft curl of smoke rising into the cool dusk air. Surrounding the circle, tall native grasses sway, and distant tree silhouettes frame the horizon. Golden hour light fades into deep blue twilight, casting long, thoughtful shadows between the stones. Shot from a slightly elevated angle in photographic realism, with sharp focus on the textured rock surfaces and a subtle bokeh on the distant landscape, evoking quiet belonging, shared stories, and an ancient sense of tribe without showing any people.

Hope D.

The tribe reflections reminded me I’m not too much or too quiet; I’m simply with the wrong people when I forget myself.

A wooden farmhouse table made of richly grained, dark oak, its surface worn smooth by time, set in front of a large window that overlooks a misty forest edge. On the table, five distinct ceramic bowls in muted earth tones form a gentle arc, each filled with different seeds and herbs, hinting at shared rituals and intentional living. Soft morning light filters through sheer linen curtains, illuminating dust motes and creating delicate reflections on the glaze of the bowls. The atmosphere feels contemplative and intimate. Captured at eye level with shallow depth of field in clean, sophisticated photographic realism, the front bowl is in crisp focus while the others recede into a warm, inviting blur, suggesting diverse individuals forming a harmonious tribe.

Hope D.

I return here weekly as a grounding ritual; the questions, stories, and practices keep pulling me back to my own heart.