for women tired of running on empty
The wild is waiting. So is the woman you're becoming.
I guide women back to themselves through wilderness immersions, breathwork, and sacred circle work in the Australian landscape. No wellness theatre. No performative spirituality. Just the raw, transformative power of slowing down enough to remember who you are beneath the exhaustion.
The wild remembers what you've been trying to forget: you were never meant to live this tired.
The Blue Mountains remember what you've forgotten. That you were never meant to live at the pace of urgency. That your sensitivity isn't a flaw—it's a compass. That the wild parts of you aren't something to tame, but something to trust.
I'm Luna Ashwood, and I guide women back to themselves through the Australian landscape that saved my life. This isn't wellness tourism or spiritual performance. It's the honest, messy, beautiful work of coming home to your body, your truth, and the earth beneath your feet.
If you've been running yourself into the ground trying to keep up, achieve more, be more—the eucalyptus forests are calling. If you're between identities, careers, or versions of yourself, there's space for you here. If you're a wanderer, a dreamer, or someone who's simply forgotten how to rest, I see you.
The wild is waiting. So is the woman you're becoming.
Hi, I'm Luna Ashwood
For fifteen years, I lived out of a backpack—a travel writer chasing stories from the Himalayas to the Andes. I documented everyone else's transformation while ignoring my own unraveling.
Burnout brought me home to the Blue Mountains six years ago. What I thought would be a month of rest became a complete metamorphosis. The Australian bush—with its ancient wisdom and unapologetic wildness—taught me what no amount of achievement ever could: that healing isn't linear, that rest is sacred, and that sometimes you have to get lost to find yourself.
Now I guide others into the landscapes that held me. I work with women who are tired of performing, tired of proving, tired of pretending they're okay when they're actually coming apart at the seams. We walk slowly through eucalyptus groves, practice breathwork under the southern sky, and gather in circles where honesty matters more than having it all together.
I still write poetry no one reads. I still play guitar around campfires. These days I'm less interested in documenting life and more devoted to actually living it—and helping others do the same.
Nature Guide | Breathwork Facilitator | Women's Circle Keeper
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The Seasonal Slowdown Guide: A Year of Coming Home to Yourself
Your free guide to slowing down, tuning in, and remembering what peace feels like. Seasonal rituals, breathwork practices, and journal prompts for the wanderer ready to rest.
