There was a time when I felt deeply lost and disconnected. Nothing in my life seemed to make sense and I was trapped in old patterns that kept pulling me back into darkness. But then something began to change. It was the teachings of the Himalayan masters that reached me in my darkest hour – a light that illuminated my path when everything else in me seemed to be falling apart. They reminded me that our body is not just a physical vessel of muscles, bones and organs, but a divine instrument through which we can experience the depth and beauty of life. This realisation that we all come from a common source and only appear as many changed me. It became the essence of my journey – a mission to remind us all of who we really are.

My spiritual journey did not begin in a moment of enlightenment, but in the midst of chaos and pain. Five years ago, a toxic relationship forced me to question everything in my life. This relationship, characterised by my partner’s deep depression, confronted me with my own darkness. For the first time, I began to see the patterns in my behaviour that were hurting not only me, but also my relationships. It was a painful process, but it opened my eyes. Step by step, I began to heal these wounds – a journey that led me deeper and deeper into the exploration of the psyche, trauma, depression and human consciousness.

But the healing was anything but linear. My path led me through the deepest shadows of my life. I experienced what many call ‘the dark night of the soul’. It was a time when nothing made sense – neither the world around me, with all its suffering, nor my own life. I was trapped in a cycle of substance abuse, depression and the agonising feeling of being empty and meaningless in my job as a software developer. Everything inside me was crying out for change, but I didn’t know how.

The turning point came when I decided to follow my inner call and leave everything behind. Two years ago, I set off to change my life from the ground up. I travelled to India without knowing what to expect, but with the deep hope of finding myself. It was in Rishikesh where I studied the teachings of the ancient Himalayan masters and found a connection to something greater. It was the place where I not only found healing, but also clarity. There I met like-minded people who shared the same longing for truth and inner peace. Among them was Kristaps, my Latvian brother, whose friendship and support have stayed with me to this day. Together with Girts and later with Lauma, I created a space where community and healing became a part of my life.

Today I want to share this space with you. Everything I have learnt on my journey – whether in the depths of my own darkness or through the teachings of the masters – I want to pass on to you. Our retreat will be a safe space, a place where we reflect, journal and honestly confront our past, our present and our vision for the future. A pen and a piece of paper – so simple and yet so powerful. They are tools with which we can delve into our souls and express things that may have been hidden for years.

But it won’t just be about words. We will move, dance, feel the music and release our innermost being through intuitive movement. We will explore our ego, welcome our shadows and integrate them into the light of our consciousness. This process is not always easy, but it is transformative. My aim is to create a space where you feel safe – a space where you dare to let go, trust and discover the depth of your being.

I invite you with an open heart to walk this path with me. Let’s renew the connection to our divine origin together, flood our bodies with the consciousness of love and enter a new dimension of being together. This retreat is not just a space for healing – it is an invitation to begin a life of true unity, joy and fulfilment. Let’s inspire each other. Let’s grow together. And let’s remember together who we really are.