Held

Courtney is no stranger to this grief.

While living in London, she became pregnant unexpectedly (with an IUD, no less). The surprise quickly became something she wanted, deeply. And then she lost it. The whiplash of that, wanting something just long enough to lose it, broke her open in a way she hadn't anticipated.

Her partner held her through it as much as he could. And still, she felt profoundly alone. Not because no one cared, but because grief like this tends to live in silence, even when you know you're not the only one who has carried it.

A few months later, she quit her job and flew to Asia. In Bali, she found breathwork and discovered she could process through her body and her breath what words simply couldn't reach. She never went back to her tech job. Instead, she went home with a new mission to help other women come back to themselves.

Almost immediately after returning to the States, she became pregnant again. And lost that one too. This time, she had tools. This time, she knew how to move through it, not around it.

She built this retreat to offer what she wished she'd had: a real container where the body is finally allowed to process what happened, held by women who understand.