I try to think of clever and profound words, but there seems to be only deep gratitude and discombobulation.

The way the group held space for me during my exploration of my own shadow is beyond words. I'm so grateful it was allowed to play out.

In the end I felt so much love and support. Though admittedly I would say Openhand is for the truly sincere spiritual seeker. And obviously every single one of the group would fit that description. What a privilege!

For me the outer reflection of the inner process during the retreat was almost instantaneous with a mind-boggling twin flame encounter right after the retreat, in the form of a woman in the co-living at Finca coming back. Like jumping off a cliff indeed (Cedars remark). And it's painful and terrifying. And yes, I guess there's nothing else going on.

I often can sense the outcome of an experience, sense the distortion. Maybe that's exactly why I ended up creating it over and over. This time I just can't. Part of me so desperately wants to say the lesson is over and just move on, but part of me seems to not want to let me.

Anyway. No words could describe the last week and a half. Literally life-changing.