We can find this kind of perspective in moments of prayerful meditation, on a yoga mat, or in an ecstatic sweat—here, now. But deep work, deep knowing, deep transformation can unfold over the course of a journey away from the lives and the work we’re building so we can return—or swerve—more fully ourselves.

I have dreamed of crafting journeys to these places for a tribe that becomes family along the way. Thoughtfully curated, creatively orchestrated, but spacious enough for the soul to wander, to expand. Adventures, feasts, art, wandering, service, sweat, breath, yoga, meditation, contemplation—guided visioning, journaling, and creative challenges—and excessive time to walk along an ocean or stare up into the clouds.

Journeys that weave in the stories and storytellers of a place, its artisans, its ways of spreading a table, and rich time alongside visionaries and peacemakers who are reaching into its past, reaching into the margins, and creating its future. Journeys that bring us home to the radical heart of ourselves. That root us in joy, however the road unfolds.