The mountains surrounding Asheville are one of the oldest living landscapes on earth. Ancient, unhurried, and holding something that is difficult to name until you are standing inside it.
Just outside Asheville, nestled on the ridge above the city, sits a private A-frame home. Vaulted wooden ceilings. Floor-to-ceiling windows opening to the forest. A deck with a fire table and a hot tub below. A triangle pointing skyward, one of the most ancient geometric forms in every tradition.
Five days here with Danielle. A small group of people who speak the same language. The kind of space where something that has been circling finally lands.
This is about coming home to your true nature. Letting the land, the mountains, and the sky above hold you in that return.
And on the night of August 27th, a 96% partial lunar eclipse in Pisces rises directly overhead.