One step at a time never made more sense to me than last week, which I spent at The Ashram hiking hiking and hiking again. A total of almost 100km in the beautiful mountains of Mallorca.
In the ten years that I lived in the US, I always heard of this Ashram place somewhere in the hills of Santa Monica, opened since the 70’s, as the ultimate detox destination for overworked urbanites. It got me curious and craving to try it one day. The original California Ashram has an outpost on the beautiful island of Mallorca two months of the year. Breastfeeding over, 40 years old clock ticking, tummy all flabby after three c-sections, and with big circles under my eyes, there could not have been a better time to embark on a me, myself & I weeklong than this year.
The program at The Ashram is intense, but extremely complete for both the body & soul. That’s what makes it so unique. I cried, I sweated, I got hungry, I missed my family, and yet I am back home now, hoping to make it a yearly pilgrimage ’til my legs can no longer carry me. That’s how much I loved it.