Presence, Practice, and Purpose: What We Found in Sayulita

The Fire and Salt Retreat of 2026

 

Something happens when you step away from your everyday life, set your phone down, and let your breath lead. That’s exactly what we experienced in Sayulita.

This somatic retreat was simple on the outside, but deeply layered inside. We gathered in a quiet sanctuary above the sea. No rush. No noise. Just time, real time,to drop in, listen, and return to ourselves.

 

Each day was spacious yet intentional. We followed a flexible structure that allowed for deep practice and spontaneous exploration. Mornings began with movement, breath, and stillness. Afternoons gave way to slow walks, local food, quiet beach time, and small adventures like horseback rides or hiking trails. Evenings offered grounding rituals, nourishing meals, and Nidra under the stars.

Our work focused on fascia, flow, lymphatic awareness, and the power of presence. It wasn’t about pushing. It was about tuning in. Letting the body guide the way.

We made the collective choice to keep the retreat alcohol-free. That decision created an even deeper container. People went to bed earlier. Woke up clearer. And showed up fully for themselves and each other. The conversations were rich. The practices, rooted. The nervous systems…finally, at ease.

The small group size allowed for intimacy and flow. We adapted when needed. Held space for each other. And let the experience unfold organically. This kind of retreat doesn’t force insight. It invites it.

 

One of the most beautiful parts was witnessing co-facilitation in real time. I had the honor of watching my partner, April, step fully into her intuitive leadership. We leaned into each other's strengths, followed the energy of the group, and trusted the practices to do their quiet, steady work.

As we said goodbye, something had shifted. New connections were born. Old patterns softened. And seeds were planted:  seeds of clarity, of courage, of purpose. Everyone left with something personal to carry home. A new practice. A deeper breath. A reminder of who they are when the noise fades.

Sayulita held us. And we left a little more awake to what matters.

 

Jennifer Degen
February 6, 2026

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