Arrive. Steam. Plunge. Breathe. Linger.
Hidden behind the philodendrons. Twenty minutes inside and the week falls off you. Smells like cedar and good decisions.
A barrel plunge, kept cold all year. You will swear. You'll feel incredible. You'll come back tomorrow. (Yes, the cold plunge is cold. Yes, you're doing it anyway.)
A rock pond in the garden. Cool enough to wake you up. Quiet enough to fall asleep beside.
Under the palms, open to the sky. For yoga. Or a nap. Or just sitting there. The Look at Me Now Headland walk starts five minutes from the front door.
Walk down to the sauna. Sweat properly. Into the plunge — make whatever noise you need to make. Robe on. Tea on the deck. Lie on the yoga deck under the palms and remember what it feels like to be a body, not a calendar.
Available for Workshops- Email for more informationTell us how many of you, and what day suits — we'll get back to you with the details.
