You haven't lost yourself.

You've just been waiting for a world spacious enough to hold

the woman you're becoming.

Welcome to a world of remembering.

Created for women who are done circling the edges of their own lives and are ready to inhabit what they already know.

The Remembering is where we do that together.

Also here: The Midnight Carnival

the book that started it all.

Jocelyn Bates standing barefoot beside the water, wrapped in a blue patterned veil and facing the horizon.

Jocelyn Bates
Transformational Story Artist

I receive what is difficult to name, give it language and form, and make it available to others.

You don't need the book to enter The Remembering. You don't need The Remembering to begin with the book.

Both lead toward the same woman — not perfected, not beyond grief or difficulty, but someone who knows the way home and keeps choosing to return.

Enter through whichever door is open today.


One World. Two ways in.

The Midnight Carnival

A Tale of Remembering

A mythic spiritual memoir disguised as fiction.

A woman enters the Akashic realm and moves through a landscape of grief, memory, identity, creativity, and return.

This is not a book you read and put down. It's a doorway you walk through.

Written from my own passage through the underground — read it slowly. Let it find you.

Cover of “The Midnight Carnival: A Tale of Remembering” by Jocelyn Bates.

The Remembering

A living world for women who are done knowing the work and ready to live it.

This is where the Carnival's medicine becomes practice. Where you stop circling the edges of your own life and begin inhabiting it.

Inside The Remembering you'll find:

  • Soul Art journeys and creative inquiry

  • Live transmissions and breathwork

  • Yoga Nidras and nervous system practices

  • Teachings, workshops and ongoing curriculum

  • A community of women walking it with you

This is not another course you complete and close. It's a world you return to.

$297/month or $2,970/year —

The Remembering art space, with a large black-and-white drawing, glowing string lights, photographs, and mixed-media artwork.with a butterfly-patterned tablecloth, an altar to The Remembering.

I'm Jocelyn.

I've spent my whole life looking for what lives beneath the surface of things. Turns out, that's where everything real is.

For more than two decades I've explored the places where creativity, spirituality, the body, story, and identity meet — not because I was trying to build a career out of transformation, but because I was trying to understand what it means to fully inhabit a life.

Then in September 2021, my parents died seven days apart.

Grief changed everything.

It stripped away identities I had outgrown, exposed the places where I had abandoned myself, and asked questions I could no longer answer intellectually.

I had to live my way into the answers.

That journey became The Midnight Carnival. It moved into my art. My writing. My spiritual practice. My work with women. And eventually, it became The Remembering.

Because somewhere along the way I realized:

There is a difference between knowing yourself and inhabiting yourself.

You can understand your patterns. Know your wounds. Learn your nervous system. Study your Human Design. Go to therapy. Meditate. Journal. Heal. Grow.

And still reach a moment when something inside you says:

I know enough. I'm ready to live differently.

Those are the women I create for.

Women who have been through something real — loss, transition, a slow dissolution of who they thought they were — and are done surviving it.

Women who don't need another system for becoming themselves. They need a world spacious enough to finally meet who they already are.

I didn't build this world from theory.

I built it from the inside of my own unraveling.

I receive what is difficult to name, give it language and form, and make it available to others. Through story. Art. Practice. Imagination. The body. The sacred ordinary.

The Remembering is the living world I created for us to do that together.

Silhouette of a person standing on a beach during sunset, with internal lines resembling neural pathways or electric currents running through their body.

This is for you if —

You are already walking the path and you are tired of walking it alone.

You know the difference between information and transformation — and you are done collecting information.

Something has cracked you open — grief, change, a slow unravelling, a longing you can't name — and you haven't quite known how to walk through the door it opened.

You are not looking to be fixed. You are looking to be witnessed in the fullness of what you already are.

You have outgrown the spaces that used to hold you.

You are ready for a world that matches the size of who you actually are.

You are in the right place.

An abstract painting of a female figure, with exaggerated curves and flowing lines, created with black, white, and gray tones on a beige background.

From the women who have entered the world —

"There is something sacred in the way Jocelyn speaks — like she's holding open a door I forgot existed. I return to myself each time I listen."

"Jocelyn's words stir something ancient and true within me. I feel seen, softened, and invited to come home to myself."

“Jocelyn’s guidance was clear, focused, and deeply compassionate. The space she created invited both structure and freedom. I left feeling nourished, reconnected, and creatively alive.”

A circular arrangement of flowers, leaves, crystals, and natural objects used for creative ritual.

Where are you being called?

Begin privately The Midnight Carnival — enter through story, symbol, art, and mythic imagination.

Enter the living world The Remembering — curriculum, community, live practices, and ongoing conversation.

There's no correct order. No wrong door.

No perfect moment of readiness.

The door has always been open.

You only need to enter.