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Radical Reset. The Reber Rock Retreat is back — and registration is open

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July 15, 2025

Good morning, 

Something special happened here last fall.

Strangers became community.

Bodies softened.

Old stories were shed like skin.

And a quiet power moved through the land, calling us back to ourselves.

The experience was so deeply felt—and the transformations so real—we knew we had to offer it again.

So this September, we invite you to join us at Reber Rock Farm for the next chapter of this retreat.

Rooted in the energy of the Wood Snake year, this 3-day gathering is an invitation to gently release what no longer fits and reconnect with the wild, wise, and worthy self that’s been there all along.

Moments like these. Unscripted, sacred, and true. This is what we return to.


Ancient wisdom teaches us that our bodies tell us the stories that our minds don't want us to hear, and when we aren't willing to listen, our stress and pain grows. What if we knew how to connect with our bodies, and let go of stress and pain for good? You can learn more about my journey with chronic pain and stress in this podcast series.

Hear Nathan's story

We’ll spend our time together:

🐍 Exploring body-mind connections in real time so you can understand what your pain, tension, and emotions are trying to tell you

🌿 Practicing somatic and ancient healing tools that strengthen your emotional, physical, and energetic capacity

🌕 Wandering with intention through nature to access the parts of you that are ready to be remembered

Registration is now open

Spots are limited and this experience will sell out.

👉 Email racey@reberrockfarm.com to register.

Have questions? Reach out to me at 518-573-8713—I’d love to connect.

In the coming weeks, we’ll introduce this year’s facilitators and share honest reflections from those who came before you. You’ll feel what’s possible.

Let this be the year you shed what no longer fits.

-Nathan & The Reber Rock Retreat Team


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