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Healing with loving kindness
There are places we visit, and there are places that change us.
Ancient Mother is the latter—a sacred space cradled in nature, where time slows, the soul opens, and healing begins.
From the very first moment, I felt held—not just by the forest, the fire, or the silence—but by the extraordinary guides who walk this path with such devotion. Margriet, Marnix, and Emmeline are not facilitators; they are guardians of the unseen, midwives of the spirit. Their care runs deep, their presence unwavering. They don’t simply guide—they accompany. Through every layer of the journey, they are right there: gentle, attuned, and always—always—full of heart.
The plant medicine is powerful. But it’s the way it’s held that makes the difference—and here, it is held with reverence, integrity, and love.
Each meal was a gift: nourishing, vibrant, intentional—prepared as if food, too, could be ceremony. And perhaps it is.
And the setting… what words can describe it? Birds, trees, flowers, grass beneath your feet—it feels as though nature itself is conspiring to heal you.
If you are called to this work, let Ancient Mother be the place. You will not walk alone.
You will be witnessed.
You will be loved.
Thank you ancient mother. A million times.
Ancient Mother is the latter—a sacred space cradled in nature, where time slows, the soul opens, and healing begins.
From the very first moment, I felt held—not just by the forest, the fire, or the silence—but by the extraordinary guides who walk this path with such devotion. Margriet, Marnix, and Emmeline are not facilitators; they are guardians of the unseen, midwives of the spirit. Their care runs deep, their presence unwavering. They don’t simply guide—they accompany. Through every layer of the journey, they are right there: gentle, attuned, and always—always—full of heart.
The plant medicine is powerful. But it’s the way it’s held that makes the difference—and here, it is held with reverence, integrity, and love.
Each meal was a gift: nourishing, vibrant, intentional—prepared as if food, too, could be ceremony. And perhaps it is.
And the setting… what words can describe it? Birds, trees, flowers, grass beneath your feet—it feels as though nature itself is conspiring to heal you.
If you are called to this work, let Ancient Mother be the place. You will not walk alone.
You will be witnessed.
You will be loved.
Thank you ancient mother. A million times.