Into the Heart Retreats

Into the Heart Retreats Unleash your wild and call back your wisdom. Reconnecting to lost traditions, the land and sisterhood

Helllooo Sisters!!Sending warm hugs to you all!I hope you are enjoying the amazing summertime weather! Posting here an e...
07/03/2025

Helllooo Sisters!!

Sending warm hugs to you all!
I hope you are enjoying the amazing summertime weather!

Posting here an event TatiAnah and I are collaborating on next month...
We will be sharing a day of Basketweaving and Singing! This workshop is to weave a beautiful harvest basket...
We would love to have you join us!
Find the details below...

With love, Asia

Hello sisters! Join us in a hands-on weaving circle where we’ll reconnect with the ancient art of basketry. As we sit in circle, weaving our stories and songs, we will each create a personal harvest basket, made of re-purposed and wild crafted fibers. Some may weave their dreams and visions into t...

Dori, Asia and Julie really loved holding healing space for the women who attended our annual retreat. More yumminess to...
06/03/2024

Dori, Asia and Julie really loved holding healing space for the women who attended our annual retreat. More yumminess to come. Keep your eye out for some of the flavor from our recent retreat on this page!

04/14/2024

Posting on day 5 of a terrible flu 🤒 but wanted to share this. We don’t always look or feel pretty and healthy and that’s just facts. We encourage you to put all the notion that you have to come with your best self forward aside and come just as you are. We will love you up and send you home nurtured and better than you arrived. That I can promise.

04/13/2024

And then there are the cravings.. Oh, la! A woman may crave to be near water, or be belly down, her face in the earth, smelling the wild smell.
She might have to drive into the wind.
She may have to plant something, pull things out of the ground or put them into the ground.
She may have to knead and bake, rapt in dough up to her elbows.
She may have to trek into the hills, leaping from rock to rock trying out her voice against the mountain.
She may need hours of starry nights where the stars are like face powder spilt on a black marble floor.
She may feel she will die if she doesn’t dance naked in a thunderstorm, sit in perfect silence, return home ink-stained, paint-stained, tear-stained, moon-stained.

Clarissa Pinkola Estés

04/09/2024

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