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I didn’t arrive at this with a polished plan.

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What I had was a growing awareness that the life I was living — while outwardly functional and full — wasn’t the one I wanted to continue building. It was busy, noisy, and demanding in ways that left very little room to breathe.

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Over time, I began to change how I lived.
Not dramatically. Not all at once.
But deliberately.

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I built structure into my days. I simplified what I said yes to. I paid attention to what steadied me and what drained me. I stopped chasing intensity and started prioritising clarity.

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France came into the picture not as an escape, but as a place that matched the pace I was choosing. Space. Land. Quiet. A setting that made sense for the kind of life — and work — I wanted to grow into.

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What exists now is the beginning of a long-term build.
Land and buildings in their early state. Ideas being tested in real life. A vision that’s clear, but intentionally flexible.

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Nothing here is finished — and that’s the point.

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This page isn’t a record of constant progress or neat milestones. It’s a place to document what it looks like to build something properly, over time, without rushing it into shape.

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The retreat will come together the same way everything else in my life now does: through consistency, restraint, and considered decisions.

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This is where the journey begins — not with a launch, but with a commitment to keep moving forward, one grounded step at a time.

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