Coming Home

On the heels of returning from a transformational retreat in Greece, I am feeling deeply grateful for having done the work.

For over a decade, I have been learning and practicing the art of healing. I have turned inward and listened to the calling. When I’ve felt pulled or drawn toward something and it feels true, I’ve listened. And this listening has led me to explore places within that I never knew existed—connecting to depths within my soul that I didn’t even realize were accessible.

This deep listening has come from presence. One mindful moment after another. Clearing the mind of the stories, the voices that aren’t even true.

We are creatures of habit, routine, and pattern. These patterns become ingrained within us, often beginning with life experiences. We are constantly absorbing and are so easily influenced by what is going on around us. Patterns begin, and we don’t even realize it.

But when presence begins to awaken within us, we can become aware of the patterns that no longer serve us.

"I look fat in this outfit."

"I'm so stupid. I should have never done that."

"How can they even be existing with that hairstyle?"

"What a perfect life they have."

"I wish I had that house, car, hairstyle, outfit."

"If only I would have done this, then that would have happened."

Should have. Would have. Could have.

These are stories that sabotage.

So, I started with five minutes a day. I set a timer and sat with my thoughts, feelings, emotions, and sensations in the present moment.

I noticed physical pain I didn’t know was there.

I noticed destructive thoughts of hate, rage, and anger.

I noticed heaviness I had been ignoring.

I allowed myself to be mad, and sad, and angry—in the present moment. Not because of my past, but because of right now. I allowed the rage and the fatigue. I let myself punch pillows, scream, cry, sleep, and simply be.

And over time, I healed.

I noticed my thoughts, feelings, and sensations begin to change. As I watched them in the present, mindful moment, I watched them transform. The heaviness became lighter. The anger and resentment became grief. And the grief became love. I was finally able to come back home - to myself.

So often, the things we need to say goodbye to are not truly lost. Instead, there is a lesson to learn and a new relationship that needs to form.

Last month, I co-hosted a transformational retreat in Greece. It was not the first retreat I have ever hosted or organized, but it was the first one overseas - and the first of many more to come.

I know the science behind what helps people heal. The whole person. Because we cannot simply focus on one symptom and expect true transformation.

During this retreat, we offered body movement through yoga and walking. We supported digestion and nourishment through Ayurvedic philosophies and farm-to-table meals. We encouraged release through deep breathwork, massage, energy practices, and sound healing. We offered individually curated sessions, including Healing Touch, hypnotherapy, intuitive readings, and coaching, to help participants deeply integrate new insights and embody their path forward.

We honored the safety of our container and built meaningful connections with one another.

We danced.

We laughed.

We cried.

And most importantly, we healed.

If an experience like this speaks to you, I would love to hear from you. Reach out and let me know. There may be a future retreat, workshop, or experience that is exactly what your heart is looking for.