feralita

A ceremonial rite of passage for the woman who is done being good and ready to be seen

Three women • The jungles of Costa Rica • July 2026

Within every Good Girlis a feral animal hidden beneath the sweet fawn

She lives so unapologetically — hunger led and soul fed — it scares the Good Girl

An animal that bites with clean precision
that devours with indulgent pleasure
that leads with instinct, not permission

For who will want her in her unpolished messiness?
Who will love her in her unpalatable wildness?
Who will choose her in her unfiltered ferality?

So she files down her fangs
sheathes her claws
and muzzles her instinct

believing this will make her more lovable

She fears being seen for what she is, much less her desire for more pleasure, more visibility, more life —

god forbid her hunger be felt in the post she hasn’t shared, the truth she hasn’t said, the boundary she hasn’t held yet.

In reality, it makes her defenseless

Without her claws, she cannot claim it

And without her instinct, she is left with a hunger she cannot name, let alone satiate

Without her teeth, she cannot protect what she wants

But where the Good Girl distrusts her hunger, scrounging off the hollow diet of the fawn…

The Wild Woman claims her hunger and feeds herself the truth

The Wild Woman does not fear the primal thrum that pulses within her

She celebrates her own messiness
She relishes her own wildness
She chooses her own ferality

She lets herself be seen
for she is done trying to be good

Are you ready to let yourself be seen?

She listens to it

trusting her instinct as her guiding authority

She moves with it

taking up space in her most unfiltered self

She leads with it

moving through the world with bone-deep confidence

I AM READY TO BE SEEN

Feralita is where you meet the animal within you — and stop pretending you were ever meant to be the fawn

Feralita is not a retreat

It is a ceremonial rite of passage

The crossing of a threshold

For the woman who can feel that something within her is ready to be unleashed: her magic asking to be seen.

This is a space of devotion

to your body
to your magic
to the wild honesty that lives within you

FERALITA

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FERALITA

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FERALITA

FERALITA 𓇢𓆸 FERALITA 𓇢𓆸 FERALITA

Feralita is a five-day, four-night immersion held on my land in the jungles of Costa Rica

Just three women, with magic as wild as your own.

Playing together
moving together
entering ceremony together

You will be seen

in your patterns
in your power
in the places your desire is ready to emerge

So you can finally bring your magic out of fantasy and into physicality

The initiation begins before you step foot on the land.

Three weeks of ceremonial preparation
where the Good Girl begins to surface

Then, upon the lands that have shaped my own initiation, you come to unravel the fear of the Good Girl and be rewoven into the freedom of the Wild Woman

Meeting the Wild Woman…

in your body
in your voice
in your expression

Transforming how you move through the world on a soul level.

And we continue after

Three weeks of integration where what you touched becomes how you live

I FEEL THE CALL

This is not for every woman.

This is for the woman who is ready to claim the wildness she once apologized for.

The woman who can feel
that her purpose is asking more of her

The woman who is ready
to be seen in it

There are THREE spaces

If you feel the pull you already know

Apply to be considered

There are certain initiations that cannot be actualized in the digital.

It is time to bring this magic into the physical.

Five days in the jungles of Costa Rica upon the lands that have shaped me.

  • Five days, four nights

  • Private transportation to and from the airport

  • A shared cabin prepared for your arrival

  • A personal chef nourishing you with vibrant, local meals

  • Days woven with ceremony, movement, nature, and spirit

APPLY TO FERALITA

You have been meeting your magic in the comfort of your own home and in the familiarity of your own world.

And while you have felt it, you have yet to experience your fullest essence outside of these limits.

Here, you meet your Woman stripped of who you have been expected to be, and instead, who you are now ready to become.

This land stripped me bare —
beneath the palatable, beyond performative power —
and rooted me into a truth so primal, I could no longer ignore Her.

And it is an honor to welcome you now upon it.

This is where your Woman takes her first full breath.
Where your bigness has space to unfurl.
Where your magic is midwifed, met, and unleashed.

Face-to-face. Hands-to-body. Soul-to-soul.