the spark
the Wild
The Exhale
You can do this and still go somewhere.
Usually you have to pick. Option one is a proper trip: flights, a place you've never been, a market at seven in the morning, a swim you'll think about in February. Option two is the inward one, in a converted barn ninety minutes from home, where the location is deliberately beside the point and you can still smell your own life from there.
We never saw why those had to be separate. Being somewhere nobody knows you is not a distraction from the work. It's most of what makes the work possible. Nobody at home knows how you take your coffee here. Nobody's waiting for you to be your usual self at dinner. You get to be slightly unrecognisable for six days, and it's astonishing what turns up in the space that leaves.
So we built both into the same week. A place worth the flight, four afternoons where you properly stop, and the rest of it spent outside in a country you'd have chosen anyway.
Three tracks, because you won't want the same thing every year. Some women do one. Others fill a page.
What doesn't change: up to twelve women, the two of us, cacao and breathwork in the late afternoons, and a place we know well enough to take you past the obvious parts of it. The track decides what the days feel like. The rest is the same wherever we go.
Experiences
our Signature
Come once. Or keep adding to the page of stamps in your passport.
The Exhale is the one for when you're depleted. Short distances, long days, one thing on the calendar at most. You stay put, you go slowly, and the destination does the work by being somewhere that refuses to be hurried. Choose it when the thought of an itinerary makes you tired.
The Exhale
The Wild is the one with weather in it. Water you have to get into, ground you have to walk across, days that leave you properly tired rather than drained. It isn't an endurance test and there's nothing to keep up with, but you'll be outside and you'll be moving. Choose it when sitting still isn't the problem and you've been stuck in your head rather than your body.
The Wild
The Spark is the one for when you're not tired, you're flat. Colour, light, markets, food, a place with enough going on that you leave with ideas you didn't arrive with. It's the most awake of the three. Choose it when you're looking for input rather than rest.
The Spark
Mediterranean
Asia
Caribbean
The exhale
Matching you with the perfect five-star all-inclusive resort or private villa that aligns with your relaxation style.
Our Specialty
December through April for perfect beach weather and a break from winter.
Best Time to Visit
Sunset catamaran cruises, private beach dinners, and snorkeling through vibrant coral reefs.
Signature Experiences
Caribbean
Pristine beaches and tropical luxury
Mediterranean
Asia
Caribbean
Europe
Creating seamless, multi-stop itineraries with private transit and expert local guides to handle every detail.
Our Specialty
November through March for cooler, drier weather across most popular regions.
Best Time to Visit
Guided street food tours, temple trekking at sunrise, and relaxing at world-renowned luxury wellness retreats.
Signature Experiences
Asia
Ancient traditions, vibrant modernism
Mediterranean
Asia
Caribbean
Europe
Securing coveted cliffside rooms with private plunge pools and arranging unforgettable private boat charters.
Our Specialty
June through September for peak beach clubs and lively coastal energy.
Best Time to Visit
Yacht charters along the coast, dining at seaside cliff restaurants, and exploring ancient ruins.
Signature Experiences
Mediterranean
Golden sunsets and coastal bliss
We barely went anywhere. That was the point. A house, a kitchen we didn't leave much, long mornings, and the Highlands outside doing what they do, which is refuse to be rushed.
We cooked together, and sat by fire. Someone always had a book. There were walks when people wanted walks and no walks when they didn't. By day three the room had gone soft, in the way a room does when nobody is performing.
The Vibe
scotland
The opposite of quiet, on purpose. Mallorca away from the coast is all narrow mountain roads, villages that take ten minutes to find and an afternoon to leave, and a light that makes everything look better than it has any right to.
We ate where locals eat, drove roads that shouldn't fit a car, and spent a lot of time in markets. Colour everywhere. You get to the end of a week like that with ideas rather than rest, which is a different kind of useful.
The Vibe
mallorca
We went for the size of it. Beaches with nobody on them, forests that close over your head, the particular green that doesn't photograph properly and you have to go and see. We walked a lot and talked less than you'd expect.
There were fairy forts and the kind of woods people have been telling stories about for a very long time, and the women who went quiet in them without being asked to.
Evenings came back indoors, to a fire and wet boots by the door and conversations that went somewhere because nobody was in a hurry. You came in tired and warm. That's the whole shape of that week.
The Vibe
ireland
