There’s something I hear a lot before someone joins a retreat and it’s rarely a “no”,
it’s more like: “I’d love to… but”
I’d love to, but I’m scared of going alone
I’d love to, but I don’t know if I’ll fit in
I’d love to, but I’m not sure if it’s too much for me
I’d love to, but maybe it’s not the right moment
I’d love to… but something holds me back
and very often, underneath all of that, there’s something deeper.
not fully feeling worthy of taking that time.
of choosing yourself.
of allowing yourself to pause.
I see it all the time.
women who hold a lot in their daily lives
who are there for everyone
and when a space like this appears…
they hesitate.
not so much because of the retreat itself.
but because of what might happen inside.
because slowing down can be uncomfortable.
listening to yourself can bring things up.
sharing from a real place can feel vulnerable.
and also because we’re simply not used to it.
many of you come alone.
with fear.
without really knowing what to expect.
and something very similar always happens.
you don’t have to fit in.
you don’t have to be a certain way.
you don’t have to do more than what feels right.
just be.
and little by little…
the body softens
the mind quiets down
and something that was already there starts to appear
you.
this is not a perfect retreat.
it’s not a polished or performative experience.
it’s a real space.
with real people.
where you don’t have to hold everything together
if something in this resonates with you
and there’s a part of you that wants to come
even if another part is unsure…
that part matters too.
if you need it, we can talk it through 
