Some journeys begin quietly and stay with you for years.

In 2003, while living in the United States, I chose to spend a summer studying abroad in Spain. It was my first time there, and something in me shifted in a way I could not yet articulate. Surrounded by the depth of history and devotion woven into the land, I felt a quiet recognition. When I first learned about El Camino, I knew I would one day walk it. Not as a tourist passing through, but as a pilgrim walking with intention.


In 2023, I walked a portion of the Portuguese Camino. The rhythm of each day. The simplicity. The way walking strips life down to what is essential. Something in me softened and strengthened at the same time. I left with a promise to myself that I would return.


At first, I planned to walk alone. Then a different call began to emerge. The idea of guiding this as a retreat came quietly, almost inconveniently. I resisted it. It felt bigger than what I had done before. I have guided many retreats, spaces of transformation, healing, and leadership recalibration. But never one that unfolds through daily movement. Never one where the path itself becomes the teacher.

And over time, I began to understand why. More and more, I found myself sitting with leaders who were at a threshold. Burned out. Questioning. Successful on the outside, yet quietly searching for something deeper. They did not need another model or strategy.


They needed space.
They needed time.

They needed a container strong enough to hold silence and honest truth.