My life has been shaped by such journeys—by stepping out of the familiar and routine to give time and space for fresh vision, for the heart to open, for attention to sharpen. To get a panoramic view of the map of my life at a given moment—to understand how past chapters have led to this, and where the future calls. To hear what the heart demands. We can find this kind of perspective in moments of prayerful mediation, on a yoga mat, or in an ecstatic sweat—here, now. But deep work, deep knowing, deep transformation can unfold over the course of a journey away from the lives and the work we’re building, so we can return—or swerve—more fully ourselves.
I have dreamed of crafting journeys to these places for a tribe that becomes family along the way. Thoughtfully curated, creatively orchestrated, but spacious enough for the soul to wander, to expand. Adventures, feasts, art, wandering, service, and sweat, breath, yoga, meditation, contemplation—guided visioning, journaling and creative challenges—and excessive time to walk along an ocean or stare up into the clouds.
Journeys that weave in the stories and story-tellers of a place, its artisans, its ways of spreading a table, and rich time alongside visionaries and peacemakers who are reaching into its past, reaching into the margins, and creating its future.
Journeys that bring us home to the radical heart of ourselves. That root us in joy, however the road unfolds.
The adventure is unfolding. You’re invited!