Women in Wales Celtic Journey

Next Trip: JUNE 2026 
Contact us to be added to the Trip Launch coming in late spring 2025: 
Andi: [email protected] 
Joy: [email protected]  

D E S T I N A T I O N:  WALES 

Soul Work. Art. Walking. 
Enriching relationships. Recognizing your inner beauty. Engaging creativity. 
Real life connections provide the breath of fresh air for which we are created. What a better place to breathe deeply than in the mystical land of Wales.
​Wales has history, natural beauty and kind people engaged in the arts. Walking the coast and hills will enliven our senses with spectacular scenery and is the perfect place to explore our inner landscapes as we engage with the creation and one another. Our creative selves can emerge given time, space and materials. Magic can happen when we're pulled away from our every day responsibilities and open to new friends and experiences.
Could this be your moment? 

​Anticipate the Magic:  
Why Wales?

The seed for this women's retreat was planted years ago when I was reading about the Wales Coast Path. It's a long, rugged journey that intrigued me (too long and too rugged for tired knees, but nevertheless I was inspired.)  I love walking in Europe where private land has paths for wanderers, and pubs and accommodations are easy to come by. I'm a fan of cold, moody weather, so the UK is a perfect place for me and my hiking boots. Joy and I love the rugged beauty of Wales and eagerly assemble adventurous groups of women for our retreats there to connect with ourselves and each other in deeper ways, removed from our everyday responsibilities and affections. The Celtic history of Wales fascinates and can catalyze moments of looking inward and listening in fresh ways. Won't you join us? And BE EXPECTANT.   - Andi - 
I am the wind on the sea.
I am the ocean wave.
I am the sound of the billows.
I am the seven-horned stag.
I am the hawk on the cliff.
I am the dewdrop in sunlight.
I am the fairest of flowers.
I am the raging boar.
I am the salmon in the deep pool.
I am the lake on the plain.
I am the meaning of the poem.
I am the point of the spear.
I am the god that makes fire in the head.
Who levels the mountain?
Who speaks the age of the moon?
Who has been where the sun sleeps?
Who, if not I?

song of amergin - mythical celtic invocation
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