Healing the Mother Wound
A deeply transformative weekend to address and heal the relational wounds carried down our maternal lines. Yesterday's stories shape today — and stories can be rewritten.
The first woman a man ever knew was his mother — soft or hard, present or absent, here or gone too soon. She shaped how you love, how you trust, how you receive, and how you show up for every woman who came after. Most men never name this. It isn't about blame. It's about story — and stories can be rewritten. Three days at Camp Raglan, held by seasoned facilitators, the land of Whaingaroa, and a circle of men walking the same path.
Deep process work · ritual · time in nature · nourishing kai · adventure · challenge.
You leave with something you didn't arrive with.
Places are limited and held with care. Tell us a little about you, we read every application personally.