27/02/2026
Getting on that first flight was scary.
I’d never done a transfer on my own before. Land somewhere, find your next gate, do it all solo. In my head it was this huge thing. And do you know what? It was an absolute breeze. I actually laughed at myself. I cannot believe I worried about that.
Then I arrived in Bali.
I’d gone a week early before the retreat because I wanted to stretch myself. I wanted to see what solo travelling was like. And do you want the truth?
It was hard.
I have an Oura ring and my stats went crazy. Anxiety up. Sleep all over the place. Proper out of my comfort zone. I was thinking, what am I doing?
And this is the bit that’s funny.
In the run up to the retreat I had said I’d never do another one. The pressure of selling spots. The marketing. I’m not a marketer. I just want to help people. But things like this need marketing and it’s stressful. Especially when people are booked on because you have to make it happen, you don’t want to run at a loss, you feel responsible.
It’s a lot.
But then the retreat started.
And OMG!!!
Within 24 hours my anxiety dropped. Even though I was hosting. Even though technically the “pressure” was on.
By the end I felt like… how can we NOT do this again? I would genuinely be doing women a disservice by not creating this space.
Every single woman should experience this.
I know cost is a big thing. I know it’s not accessible to everyone right now. One day it will be. That’s a promise to myself.
But if it is accessible to you right now, just know this.
All that fear that exists before you come? We take that away.
All you have to do is get there.
Once you land, you’re picked up by one of our team and driven straight to our luxury, beautiful retreat space. You’ll be sitting in that car thinking, oh my god what am I doing, I’m in Bali. You’ll feel excitement, nerves. You’ll realise you don’t know anyone.
Then you arrive.
You’re shown your room and you’ll literally think, what the heck… this is AMAZING.
Then you’ll see me. Or Carolyn. Or both of us. And we will make you feel so at ease.
And everything after that…
It’s indescribable.
All that weight you’ve been carrying. The packing. The organising. Making sure everyone else is okay so you can even come. The mental load. It just lifts.
We are in a bubble. A beautiful, safe, nurturing bubble.
Women supporting women. The healing. The laughter. The tears. The conversations you didn’t know you needed. It’s like nothing you’ve experienced before.
And the best part?
You don’t have to worry about a thing.
Transport. Food. Timings. Where we’re going. Who’s got what. It’s all taken care of.
So you can just be.
When was the last time you got to just be you?
When did you last feel seen? Cheered on? Loved? Held?
For this whole time… you are the centre.
And honestly?
If I could bottle that feeling, we’d be booked up for the next 50 years 😂
If your heart is even slightly nudging you, listen to it.
Because once you’re there, you’ll understand exactly why I said yes again.
Find out how you can join us in the comments 💗🌴
