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Every house, the orchards, the trails and the silence, held entirely for you. No other guests. No divided attention.
This is not a hotel. What you arrive to is a place that has been held entirely for you, bordered by national forest and watched over by the Pedernal.
No traffic, no mechanical hum. The kind of stillness that lets a nervous system exhale, and a sky among the darkest in the West.
Homes, decks and fire all within an easy walk. No shuttles. Guests drift between solitude and the group as they need.
Non-toxic adobe and natural plaster, kivas and wood stoves, soaking tubs and outdoor showers. No two alike.
All six homes, every deck and shared space, the trails and the creek. Private chef and programming support on request.
Every structure was built with non-toxic adobe, natural plaster and chemical-free materials, and opens onto a private patio with an unbroken view of the mountains.
Lead a program, write a book, or simply rest. The walkable layout lets your days breathe, and nature becomes part of the work.
Arrow through the photos. Bathrooms marked Shared sit between rooms; the rest are en suite.
Each room has two steppers. Split king rooms take two individuals as twins.
Optional. Names per bed appear in your PDF and email.
Each home reads Private, Shared or Open. Pullouts and lofts make a home Open.
Email it, download a PDF, or copy the plan. If something doesn't fit, just tell us.
Up to 34 guests across the property. Beds, rooms and homes are all part of the conversation.
A 16-person dining table, a projector and screen, a large worktable, a group kitchen and a coffee and tea station. Two floors of books, light and art, built for group work, presentations and reflection.
The Barn Wing flexes with your retreat: open to the commons, or closed off as a private suite with its own entrance and bathroom for a facilitator, chef or guest.
An hour north of Santa Fe, beside Lake Abiquiú, in the country Georgia O'Keeffe painted for four decades.
The land sits where the Colorado Plateau meets the Rio Grande Rift, a geology three hundred million years in the making. Red rock rises against open sky, the Rio Chama winds through the valley, and Ghost Ranch stretches twenty-one thousand acres to the west.
What makes it singular is the cumulative effect: the silence, the scale, and the sense that something ancient and unhurried is still present. It quiets the mind before you have unpacked.
Communal lunches by the water.
Stargazing, outdoor sessions and meals facing the mountain.
Sunrise, sundown and night around the fire.
A scenic and sacred walk to the ancestral pueblo.
Quiet places along the water to listen and settle.
1.5 million acres of national forest, right off the property.
Hoshi-yoku, or star bathing, under one of the darkest skies in the West.
Ma-yoku, silence bathing, and shinrin-yoku, forest bathing.
