The intention was simple yet profound: to honor motherhood in all its forms—whether we are mothers ourselves, remembering our own mothers here or in spirit, or simply wishing to connect with the universal mothering energy that holds us all.
🌿 The Sacred Setting

Montgó’s peaceful landscape provided the perfect sanctuary for this gathering. Surrounded by nature, we were gently held by the beauty and stillness of the land. The soft mountain air and grounding presence of the earth supported us in turning inward, inviting a sense of safety and spaciousness that made deep inner work possible.
💨 Breath as the Gateway Inward
Through conscious, connected breathing, we journeyed into our inner worlds. The breath became more than a physical act—it became a portal to presence. Each inhale invited spaciousness; each exhale, release. Through this simple yet powerful practice, we accessed the nurturing stillness that lives within each of us.
This was not just about honouring the role of a mother—but about reconnecting with the mothering energy we all carry: the one that knows how to soothe, nourish, and hold.

🔔 Crystal Sound Bowls and the Power of Sound
The session was accompanied by the pure, healing tones of crystal sound bowls. Their vibrations seemed to melt through layers of tension and self-protection, guiding us deeper into stillness, self-love, and inner harmony. The sound created a subtle, sacred field. A frequency that helped open our hearts to the soft, unconditional presence we were seeking.

🤍 Connection Through Sharing

After our breathwork journey, we slowly returned to the outer world—but something had shifted. With open hearts and softened edges, we gathered informally to share tea, snacks, and our experiences.
There were tears. There was laughter. There were hugs that said more than words ever could. It was not a circle in the traditional sense, but a coming-together that felt whole, raw, and real. In that space, we witnessed each other with tenderness and presence.
🌸 The Essence of the Mother Lives Within
This gathering was a quiet yet powerful reminder: the energy of the mother is not something outside of us. It lives in the breath, in the stillness, in every act of presence and care. Whether we carry the role of “mother” or not, we all have the capacity to mother ourselves and others—to nurture, to hold, to love.
As we parted ways, there was a sense that something meaningful had been remembered. A reconnection. A returning home.