19/02/2026
The New Zealand Retreat… an unbelievably magical week in the countryside of North Island. A week of playing in the ocean, laughing around the dinner table, and meeting so many new, inspiring people.
Many in the group have traveled with me before, but most were new to trusting me enough to show up halfway around the world. That trust and that bravery is never lost on me. I’m so insanely grateful to have these experiences, and I only get to have them because of people like this. People wanting more connection, adventure, and joy- enough to get wildly outside of their comfort zone. I am in awe of them- the moms and daughters, the corporate achievers, the helpers, the wanderers.
And selfishly, I barely have the words for how much my soul needed this week. 2025 absolutely wrecked me. This week felt like the first time I could breathe fully in months. I started each morning in the dark, cup of coffee in hand, and watched the sun come up over the ocean and rolling hills. I got to surf multiple times and let my brain be emptied, the waves taking the obsessive thoughts with them. I got to laugh until my ribs ached long after the sun had gone down. I cried multiple times every day- sometimes in awe of my surroundings, sometimes just purging and resetting my fried nervous system.
I have so much more to say, so many memories and experiences I want to share, but for now I’m just happy to keep that week fresh in my mind and heart. Thank you NZ 🇳🇿 ❤️ We will be back.
