
Seven-day yoga and breath-work retreats on the edge of the Pacific, unhurried mornings, long horizons, and nothing to be but here.
Rest is not a reward for finishing. It is the practice. We build every retreat around that one idea.
Practice opens on the deck at first light, then breakfast, then the whole day is yours. No schedule to outrun.

A long, slow restorative practice closes each day as the sky turns amber and the tide comes in.

Every practice bends to the room, first-timers to teachers.
Chef-cooked meals from the garden and the market.
Ocean-view rooms and a private stretch of coast.
Twelve guests, two teachers, nobody lost in a crowd.
Seasons on the coast, each with its own rhythm.



Loose enough to breathe, structured enough that you never have to decide anything.
Tea on the deck at 6:30, then an hour of breath and slow movement while the fog burns off.
Breakfast is one seating, family style, cooked from whatever the farm sent up that morning.
Trail, tide pools, hammock, or nothing at all. Teachers are around if you want them.
A restorative hour as the light goes amber, then dinner and an early, honest bedtime.
“I arrived wound tight and left feeling like myself for the first time in years.”
Every rate covers seven nights, all meals, and all practices. Nothing is sold to you once you arrive.
Two guests to a room, both beds facing the water.
Your own room, your own deck, the same long table.
Take the property for your studio, family, or team.




Not at all. We meet you where you are, every single practice.
All practices, meals, and your room for the week. You just get here.
Most guests do. You will not feel alone by the second morning.
Tell us when you book and our chef will take care of it.