april 22-25, 2027 · Texas
A summer-camp-inspired retreat to step away from responsibility, connect with your playful side, and feel a sense of belonging just as you are.
I WANNA GO TO CAMP!
A girl I met two days ago shakes me awake.
“Wanna go on an adventure?”
I don't ask where we're going. I don't worry about the time. I pull on yesterday's shorts, run barefoot out of the cabin, and follow her.
I'm twelve. For one month every summer, this was my world. No phone. No alarm. No one asking anything from me except to show up, follow my curiosity, and be exactly who I was.
The schedule was planned. The meals were made. The adults were taking care of everything.
I got to spend every ounce of my energy being curious, adventurous, and completely present.
Then I got older.
My responsibilities got bigger. My schedule got fuller.
And before long, I was the one everyone counted on.
The woman who remembers everyone's birthday.
Who answers texts while brushing her teeth.
Who plans the trip, organizes dinner, holds the family together, carries the emotional weight, and somehow makes it all look effortless.
The world rewards that woman.
But underneath her...
There's a version of you who's still in there.
The girl who climbed into the top bunk because it looked more fun.
Who collected rocks just because they were beautiful.
Who jumped into the lake without wondering how her body looked.
Who laughed until she couldn't breathe.
Who followed curiosity before she followed expectations.
I WANNA GO TO CAMP!
Because I don't think women need another retreat where they leave with a notebook full of insights and return home to the exact same nervous system.
I think we need places that remind us what it feels like to be fully alive.
Where we can forget about our to-do lists, and daily mental load.
Places where someone else holds the schedule.
Someone else makes the meals.
Someone else tends the fire.
And your only job is to show up.
To play.
To tell the truth.
To laugh until your stomach hurts.
To push the edges of your comfort zone.
To let yourself transform, surrounded by sisters.
And to remember the version of you who’s always known how to do those things.
This, to me, is what summer camp is all about. And I know not everyone had this experience. For some, summer camp was a source of pain or shame.
Whether you were the girl who couldn't wait to go to camp, the one who was dreading it, or the one who never got to go…
Camp WOMAN is that place.
This is your chance to reclaim the camp experience your soul longs for.
I WANNA GO TO CAMP!
You're incredibly capable, but you're tired of always being the one holding everything together.
You crave deep friendships with women, but you've been hurt enough that part of you still stays guarded.
You're ready to let your voice come back online, off-key and unashamed.
You're ready to be witnessed in your mess and stay anyway.
You're ready to remember what your body feels like when it's not being managed.
You're ready for sisterhood that welcomes all of you.
You secretly wish adults still had sleepaway camp.
You're ready to come home to yourself, even if you don't know yet what that means.
That question comes up a lot during Camp WOMAN.
Am I allowed to spend this time giving to myself?
Am I allowed to sing even if I'm off-key?
Am I allowed to cry in front of women I just met?
Am I allowed to feel beautiful exactly as I am?
Am I allowed to explore my own body with curiosity instead of shame?
Am I allowed to stop performing?
Yes, the answer is YES.
At Camp WOMAN, you experience what it feels like to live that way.
I wanna go to camp!
Something has shifted.
Your shoulders are lower. Your laugh comes more easily. Your body feels like home again.
And when you return to your everyday life, you don't leave that version of yourself at camp.
She comes home with you.
You find yourself taking deep breaths before responding instead of reacting.
Melting into your partner's embrace instead of bracing for what's next.
Laughing more with your children.
Saying the thing you've been afraid to say.
Finally starting the creative project that won't leave you alone.
Reaching out to the women you want in your life instead of trying to do everything on your own.
Feeling more at home in your body, more at ease in your relationships, and more available for the life that's already waiting for you.
Because Camp WOMAN isn't meant to become your favorite four days of the year.
It's meant to change the way you live the other 361.
I WANNA GO TO CAMP!
When:
APRIL 22-25, 2027
Where:
Spring Lakes Ranch, about two hours north of Austin
Who:
50 women.
Single, partnered, mothers, entrepreneurs, artists, professionals, every flavor of woman!
If something inside you is saying yes, you're exactly who this retreat was created for.
How to Join
Camp WOMAN is application-only.
If accepted, you'll receive all the details, choose your payment option, and have the opportunity to share your room preferences.
We'll thoughtfully place each woman where we believe she'll have the most connected, supportive experience.
Our home for the weekend is Spring Lakes Ranch, a sprawling Texas retreat tucked away outside of Waco.
Think wide-open skies, spring-fed lakes, old oak trees, docks to dangle your feet from, canoes waiting by the water, and a fire pit made for staying up way too late.
There’s room to wander, play, disappear for a quiet moment, and come back together again.
Basically: grown-up summer camp, but better.
Remember the best part of camp? The sleepovers.
We’ll be tucked into cozy shared rooms throughout the Lake House, some with bunks and beds lined up sleepover-style.
This isn’t a retreat where everyone disappears into a hotel room at the end of the night.
It’s late-night whispers. Borrowing someone’s sweater. Laughing when you’re supposed to be sleeping. Waking up surrounded by women who somehow stopped feeling like strangers.
Come ready to share space, get cozy, and lean all the way into the camp experience.
I WANNA GO TO CAMP!
"For the first time ever I can feel genuine joy and reverence for my life."
— Alexis
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I WANNA GO TO CAMP!
I'M GOING TO CAMP WOMAN!