Essaouira in January is austere. The wind is constant, the sky is a particular grey, and the streets are nearly empty of tourists. It is the right place to come if you have decided that you cannot keep going at the pace you have been going.
We will stay in a small dar near the ramparts. We will practise twice a day. We will eat fish that was in the ocean that morning. We will not be rushed.
A small note
This retreat is unusually small — five women only. It is quieter than the others. If you have been to a retreat with me before, this is the one to come to next. If you have not, please write to me first; I would like to know what you are looking for.