How it all started.
I wasn't trying to create a place. I was trying to find something I had lost.
For ten years, I ran. Meetings, deadlines, screens, flights, interchangeable hotel rooms. I loved my work but somewhere along the way I had lost myself in the pace. Then one day I dropped my bags in a small chalet in the Alps for a weekend with friends. Three days later, I didn't want to leave.
It wasn't just the mountain. It was the feeling of being in a space that gave us permission to slow down. To cook together. To talk properly. To sleep without an alarm.
I came home different. And I told myself that everyone deserves that.
