



Isla Mujeres, México
The Island of Women, Isla Mujeres
Cradled by turquoise waters and kissed by ancient winds,
This is a land where the spirit of Ixchel still lingers
Not in temples alone, but in the sand, the silence and the sea.
Here, the feminine doesn’t speak,
She sings.
She softens you.
She reminds you that clarity doesn’t come from effort,
But from surrender.
This is a place to renew,
To remember,
And to be held by something older than time.






Menorca, Spain






Bali, Indonesia
Bali, The Island of the Gods
Here, the air itself is ritual.
Incense drifts through jungle mornings,
offerings line every step,
and devotion is woven into the rhythm of daily life.
Bali doesn’t ask for your perfection
only your presence.
She holds space for what you’ve hidden,
and invites it to soften.
To rise.
To be seen.
This is where the sacred masculine and feminine meet,
not in opposition,
but in balance,
in beauty,
in breath.






San Andrés, Colombia






Thailand, TBD
Thailand, Land of Offering and Return
Here, the land gives without asking.
The waters cool not just the skin,
but the spirit.
Every path is lined with quiet devotion,
every gesture a ceremony.
In Thailand, you don’t just arrive
you are received.
Through sacred nature, gentle hands,
and ancient practices whispered through time,
this is where the senses soften,
and the soul begins to remember its way home.






