The immersions
Retreat-style, ceremonial, community-held — group containers offered periodically through the year, each built around a theme I’m called to and a shared archetypal passage. A Magdalene gathering. A descent and return. An elemental rite.
An immersion is its own kind of work, with its own mechanism. What forms between people who go through something together cannot form alone — the levelling that happens when a group stops performing at the same moment, and something opens that none of you could have opened by yourselves. Some of you may already know each other. Some of you will not, and will by the end. It cannot be manufactured; it can only be made possible, and then received. And what it makes — the recognition, the belonging, the people who saw you — is yours to keep. The alchemical stages below are one recurring strand I return to, not the governing structure — some immersions follow that arc, others move to their own logic entirely. Format and depth vary entirely with what we are doing — a single day, a weekend, sometimes a week or more.
The four alchemical stages▾
One recurring strand I return to — not the governing structure. Some immersions follow this arc; others move to their own logic entirely.
The season of dying back. Confronting what can no longer be carried. Shadow work, honest reckoning, and the grief that precedes new growth.
The long internal work. Distillation, refinement, the meeting of opposites. What only silence and patience can bring.
Something wants to emerge. The inner authority begins to be claimed — tentatively, then with more conviction. The first unfurling.
Full presence, embodied wholeness — not as a final destination, but as a season of full flourishing before the spiral turns again.
Themes and formats shift with each gathering and what is alive in the collective. Some return, some appear once. To hear first when an immersion opens, join the list.