
CHarlie EDWardS
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- OFFERINGS
CHarlie EDWardS
- OFFERINGS
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- OFFERINGS
HAIl AND WELCOME SPRInG
You read the book - You felt the familiar patterns- Now what?
Three activations. One voice. A rebellion in devotion.
REBEL TONGUE - THE FIRST CIRCLE
Your voice is more than sound - it’s a living crystal, illuminated from generations, places, and moments you’ve never forgotten and some you never knew you carried. This spring, we follow that thread into your voice - where borrowed tones fade, and your authentic resonance begins to rise.

Spring calls the voice to rise again — from the hush of winter into sound, movement, and reclamation.
Rebel Tongue is an awakening, a remembering, a turning of the soil where silence once grew.
This is not about learning to speak louder — it’s about learning to sound like yourself again.The Journey - We move through three layers of voice, each one a threshold — ancient, intimate, true.
The Root — where the voice meets the body, where truth begins to hum beneath the skin.
The Rise — the unravelling of borrowed tones and the remembering of your own.
The Resound — the echo that follows, the sound of you meeting yourself again.This is a one-time live activation — held once, whispered always.
After that, it becomes an echo— the unravelling of borrowed tones and the remembering of your own.Inside the Circle
- A guided live activation journey through sound and story
- Vocal alchemy woven with energy work and resonance — the unravelling of borrowed tones and the remembering of your own.
- Integration audio for continued unfolding
- Community space (optional) for shared reflection and connection
Remember what you sound like. — the unravelling of borrowed tones and the returning of your own voice.
BUTTONS TO BOOK FOR THIS WILL APPEAR IN EARLY 2026. SPACE WILL BE LIMITED


HAVEN'T READ MY BOOK YET?
That isn't essential to read the book before the gathering, But it may have some lessons you have overlooked.
My journey with voice started as a child, and that is exactly where this book begins, sat under the willow trees, wolf at my feet, telling stories to people no one else could see.
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