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DreamCraft Retreat @ Uno Astro Lodge

This was my second year returning to Tulum to serve Tea for the Dreamcraft Retreat. My first morning back at Uno, I see Katarina - the resident goddess, healer, priestess/mother of the land - She embraces me deeply, looks into my eyes and says, "Welcome home." That is exactly what it felt like. Seeing so many familiar faces, smelling familiar smells and feeling- yes- here is another home for me on this planet earth. I arrived a few days prior to the retreat, so had plenty of time to acclimate to the flow. The wind was howling, the moon was full, and the energy was thick. I had missed this place and it was good to be back. 

Once the retreat started, I spent my early mornings with the sunrise and then moved into serving our Tea meditations.  On previous retreats, I had dedicated myself to taking Taylor's* mid morning Kundalini teachings, but found so much energy being activated, that I would show up to facilitate Tea and my body would be achey and processing. This time around I decided to spend my afternoons focusing on my personal practices. I did yoga, sang, swam, meditated and had time and space to just BE with myself. It was incredibly nourishing and I felt clearer and more energized for holding space every morning.  

 It is such a gift to sit for a week with a group of women and watch the blossoming occur, each one slowly unfolding as the mornings pass. With each day the work got deeper and the group more intimate. Once again, I witnessed how profound it is to marry Tea with the Kundalini work Taylor facilitates. They strike a balance between one another. Holding the space of yin and yang. Each afternoon the women would be off with her, journeying through transformation and intense fire - and each morning they would show up to sit for tea - finding a cleansing, grounding, nurturing space to be held and rejuvenated.

As we sat one morning, I began to reflect on this dream I found myself living in. Such a wild and beautiful dream, beyond anything I could have ever imagined for myself. I experienced a profound sense of gratitude. 4 years ago, I would not have been creative enough to envision that I would be sitting in a tree house, over the Mayan jungle in Tulum, serving the medicine of Tea to these beautiful faces that glowed more radiantly everyday. I reflected that the more I have allowed myself to surrender, the more I open myself to infinite possibility! I get to experience ALL the beauty and magic the Universe has planned for me, and not just what my limited "mind" has to offer...    With that, I look forward into the mystery that is life, and welcome it with open loving arms.

*I would love to take a moment to express deep gratitude for my dear sister Taylor Eyewalker. She is an amazing Being walking this earth, fully dedicated to her path of self cultivation and her service for others. I am blessed to serve along side her, laugh with her, witness myself through her, and continue diving deeper into love and sisterhood. Thank you for your tireless dedication. Thank you for inspiring fierce courage in me, for loving me, and believing in me.   

Until next year!


We love Uno Astro Lodge! If you find yourself in that part of the world please go visit, stay, have breakfast, do yoga, and feel the love!
Stay tuned for information on next year's retreat! Visit: www.dreamcraftretreat.com

                                        The "roji" leading to tea every morning

                                        The "roji" leading to tea every morning

Our friend and community member at Uno, Mateo. His passion and meditation is making bread! He kneeds it, loves it, sings to it and bakes it!! 

Our friend and community member at Uno, Mateo. His passion and meditation is making bread! He kneeds it, loves it, sings to it and bakes it!! 

Healing waters of the Cenotes

Healing waters of the Cenotes

The resident peacock, Phoenix

The resident peacock, Phoenix

a little afternoon acro yoga with    Olivier David

a little afternoon acro yoga with Olivier David

Worshipers of the sunrise...

Worshipers of the sunrise...

High up on a rock at the Tulum Ruins 

High up on a rock at the Tulum Ruins 

Orcas Island: The Heartbeat Retreat

It really is hard to express into words the essence and magic that this journey encompassed. I have been attempting to sit down and write about it for weeks now only to find myself trailing off into a fantasy of imagery and heart felt juiciness- how does one even explain that? 

I guess starting from the beginning is always a good place...

 I remember standing in my tent at SpiritWeavers one afternoon when Mila came in and asked if she could share a vision of something she wanted to create! She went on to express that she had been so inspired by making her drum that weekend that she felt really called to share it with others. She envisioned holding a women's retreat at the Raven Song Sanctuary on Orcas Island, the land she had been residing on. I immediately felt so excited for her, so when she asked if I would want to facilitate with her, holding the morning Tea ceremonies and co-creating our Ceremonies & Song circles, I jumped for joy!!! This is exactly what I will to say YES to! YES YES YES! 

Months flew by as Heartbeat of the Mother unfolded, as each sister heard the call to join us my excitement grew and grew. Everything fell in to place so gracefully and some of my closest sisters, old and new were going to come. I arrived at the Seattle airport and Jackie Rose, swooped me up. I was so beyond happy to see her and ride with her to the ferry. The magic already beginning as she tells me to reach into the backseat for the Tahini/Oat/raisin "cookies". Holy moly, yummmmmmm. She had been the "kitchen goddess" at the 2 previous Spirit Weavers gatherings, and I had really missed her food! She was to cook all of our meals for us during the retreat and my tummy was really excited.

The next day was spent in preparation for all the ladies to arrive. I found myself feeling the internal "rush" to get everything ready and quickly realized that I had to slow down, let go, trust, and sink into the flow and pace of the Island. I followed Mila's pace and then the day looked more like... picking blackberries on the roadside after having picked up fresh raw goat's and cow's milk from the neighbor's house, and our sweet angel Melissa reading my mind, doing everything I was thinking before I even had a chance to ask. Rain sprinkled down, cleansing the land, as sisters started to arrive. From then on we were just in this dreamy flow. I would rise every morning at 5:15 am to sound the drum, calling the first group to sit in silence for morning tea. We ate together, shared our stories with one another, set intentions for our drums, and sang into the fire that evening.  

They day we wove our drums was a day of joyful hard work! My heart sang as as my body ached. I felt honored, sitting there by the pond with all my sisters, weaving this beautiful deer hide together with the maple tree. I really dropped into a meditation while weaving, feeling it important to be as present in my hands and body as possible, giving reverence to this ancient craft. It was so beautiful to see each sister's drum develop and take on the characteristics of their individual personalities. I felt so grateful to all those who came before us, paving the path that led us to that moment. 

On our last morning together, Mila led us on a pilgrimage to a medicine wheel that sat atop Turtleback mountain. We were to walk in silence, gently marking each step with the beat of our drums. My drum was to carry the unifying heart beat, so I began to prepare it to be sounded for the first time. I rubbed my drum softly with the palm of my hand, warming it up, took a deep breathe, and brought the mallet down to meet it. I was so shocked at the beautiful tone that rose up! Deep, powerful, resonant. I made this... With my own two hands; inside it carries my voice, my prayers, my dreams, magic; the past, present, and the future. Through it I can pray, connect, and remember. At the medicine wheel we did just that.  We sounded our drums together and poured love into the earth. We sang to the land and the water, praying for healing. We sang for our ancestors, for each other. Together as a collective of women were drumming and awakening our heartbeats to the mother.

for more information on upcoming workshops and retreats please visit:                                                                                            Heartbeat of the Mother website

All of these photos were taken by our dear sister - Renata Chebel

mandala offering by    daughter of the sun

mandala offering by daughter of the sun

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