Obsidian is a mirror stone, forged in fire. It doesn’t smooth things over. It reflects them back - sharp, exact, honest. That’s what we’re here to hold this weekend. 

We come to the mountains to see clearly again. To strip away the noise, the roles, the reflexes - and hear what’s underneath. To hear the woman we became along the way - the one who we transformed over the past few years, but haven't had the time or space to really lisiten to. 

Over the course of our time together, we’ll move between the mirror and the flame - between seeing ourselves and shaping what we see into something new. 

We’ll hike, cook, meditate, write, laugh, cry, speak what we’ve been circling around. We’ll practice showing up real - in a room of brilliant women who can hold it.

This is what The Obsidian offers: the clarity to see, the fire to change, and the strength to act.