Friends, I have been in hiding for the last 6 weeks and I am finally crawling out of my cocoon to see if my wings still work.
And here’s the deal. We leave for Ireland and Scotland in like a month and change, and there are two seats left at the retreat.
And I keep thinking about the fact that somewhere out there are two people who are supposed to be in them. Maybe you’ve opened every email I’ve sent about this retreat. Maybe you’ve looked at the photos. Maybe you’ve clicked over to the website, looked at the price, closed the tab, opened it again three days later, and thought: I really want to go.
And then immediately came up with twelve very responsible reasons why you shouldn’t. I know how that works.
So instead of sending you another email telling you what’s included, how beautiful it will be, or trying to convince you that you “deserve” a retreat…
I want to tell you who I think these last two seats are for.
They’re for the person who is tired of waiting until they feel more confident to do things. The person who wants to make art and be in photographs and laugh until their face hurts and eat incredible food and stay up too late talking to people who somehow don’t feel like strangers anymore.
The person who has spent a lot of their life taking care of everyone else and has started wondering what would happen if, for a few days, they got to be the person being cared for.
The person who wants to be somewhere beautiful without needing to earn it, shrink for it, perform for it, or become a different version of themselves first. And ESPECIALLY the person who is thinking: “But I don’t have anyone to go with.”
Come alone…..Seriously. You do not need to bring a best friend, a partner, or a built-in safety net. You just have to bring yourself because that’s kind of the whole point. Fall into a community of like minded humans who can walk with you through this journey.
I can’t promise you that clicking the button won’t make your stomach flip a little...that’s ok, I think full body fuck yes tends to start with a little flutter, shiver or stomach flip.
But I CAN promise that I have poured an absolutely ridiculous amount of love into creating this experience. The food. The space. The art. The photographs. The conversations. The hand sewn welcome gifts. The tiny details nobody will notice except me. 😂
All of it…and now there are two seats left. Not twenty. Two. And I would really, really love to see the right two people sitting in them.
If you’ve been circling this retreat waiting for a sign…I’m happy to be your sign.
Come with us.
TAKE ONE OF THE LAST TWO SEATS! I have one open in Ireland and one open in Scotland!
And if the thing stopping you is a question about money, travel, accommodations, coming alone, what the experience is actually like, simply reply to this email and ask me.
You don’t have to awkwardly pretend you’re “just curious.” Tell me what’s stopping you….maybe I can help.
Katelyn
P.S. If your immediate reaction to this email was “fuck, she’s talking to me”…
I probably am.