Well, that was whimsical as fuxk. A fairytale chateau. Food so good it rewired my brain. And a coven of brilliant, wild, tender, hilarious women who showed up to dance, laugh, cry, dream, nap, heal, explore and get really curious and expansive in our humanness. We did some deep work. We conjured the magic that happens when women gather and dare to be fully seen—messy, magnificent, and everything in between. Through intelligent, intuitive movement and dance and the most nourishing food, we found our way back to ourselves and back to each other. There were moments of joy, of compassion, of grief, and of growth—softened by bread, wine, sunshine, and a very old, very fabulous house that held us like we were really at home. Pinching myself that this gets to be my work. Thank you to the incredible women who put their trust in me for this week of wonder (my 13th GM retreat!)— I am so grateful and in awe of each of you. And yes—it was, somehow, even better than it looks. 🇫🇷🥖🍷💃🏽 #enya 📸: first pic by @calmedownjomarch 😍