OUR SANCTUARIES
Held, not hosted.
Sanctuary (noun): a place of refuge and safety, held by people who understand that deep care is a quiet kind of power.
The Sanctuary Experience stewards two properties that we make available year round for women to rest, and remember they are already whole. Every detail, from the meals to the quiet corners to the people who greet them, exists so they can remember what they knew before the world asked them to prove it: that being is enough.
WASHINGTON STATE
Wake to the views of water.
The Washington Sanctuary has been a labor of love between Sarah and her dad, Gary. What started as a shared dream became years of hands-on building, tending and refining. Every structure, every path, every detail carries that care.
Three sleeping cabins and a boathouse built out over the water give shelter to four guests at a time, small and intimate by design, so that rest never feels shared with a crowd. An art studio for the hands that need something to make. A sauna for the body that has forgotten how to soften. A record room and library for the evenings that ask for nothing but a song and a chair by the window.
Wake to the sounds of birds instead of an alarm. Watch the tide change instead of a calendar.
MEXICO
Gardens that ask to be wandered.
The Mexico Sanctuary opens onto gardens that ask to be wandered, not managed. At the heart of the property stands an old tree, wide and unhurried, with a pergola built carefully around it rather than in its place: a living reminder that some things were here long before we arrived and deserve to be honored, not rearranged.
Behind the house, a creek runs to a waterfall. There is a pool to float in, a hot tub for when the evening cools, three cats with their own ideas about where they sit, and a caretaker who makes every meal something worth remembering. The home sleeps seven.
