Mesa Refuge is a sacred writing space. It’s a place of drift, of telling details, on the edge of consciousness and civilization, where my true inner self can emerge.
The word “refuge” has never been better suited to a place or experience. Imagine scribbling in your notepad, overlooking Tomales Bay with a cup of just-brewed coffee and a freshly picked apple from the garden at your side.
On my last day, I felt honored to add my name to the long list of creators and thought leaders who have passed through Mesa Refuge.
After a week of peace and quiet, I feel more human. The beauty of the land, the warm atmosphere, the brilliance of our fellow activists in residence, and the grace of our hosts helped us heal and create.