People keep asking me how my very first women’s retreat went in Samara, Costa Rica.
And the word that keeps coming out of my mouth is magical.
Not the Instagram kind of magic. BUT pretty close! Click HERE to see a video.
Not the “everything was perfect and we floated on clouds” kind either.
This was grounded, real, embodied magic.
The Space Held Us
The venue was everything I hoped for and more.
The ocean, the rhythm of the days, the food, the way the house breathed with us; it all worked together instead of against us.
There was ease.
There was structure.
There was flow.
Nothing felt forced.
The Women Who Made This Retreat Transformational
The women who showed up were exactly who needed to be there.
Different stories.
Different seasons.
Different edges.
But every single one came willing; to move, to be seen, to soften, and to tell the truth when it mattered.
That’s not something you can curate.
That’s alignment.
This Wasn’t a “Women’s Bliss Retreat”
And here’s the part that matters most.
I didn’t let anyone disappear into spiritual bypassing or hide inside “everything is beautiful” energy when what they really needed was honesty.
There were moments where I lovingly called out patterns.
Moments where I stopped spirals before they became stories.
Moments where I reminded women of their strength instead of rescuing them from discomfort.
That’s leadership.
And it’s something I’ve grown into.
What This Retreat Taught Me as a Coach and Leader
This retreat showed me who I am now, not who I used to be.
It confirmed that this work isn’t about escaping life.
It’s about meeting it; stronger, clearer, and more embodied than before.
As we head into the final days of the year, I’m sitting with deep gratitude.
For the women.
For the place.
For the timing.
And for the version of myself that finally knows she belongs here.
More to come.
But for now, I’m letting this one land.
If you’ve felt the pull to step away from the noise and come back to yourself—stay close. More retreats are coming.