Rose Knoll Urban Oasis

Rose Knoll Urban Oasis 🌳 Urban microfarm, venue, & retreat
⛰️ In the 💜 of Asheville, North Carolina
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04/22/2026

💔 I believe there are two sacred wounds. Sacred, as our wounds are inextricably related to the work our souls were put here to do.

The first: “I’m not good enough.”

And the second: “I’m alone.”

☯️ In both my personal experience in relationship and my professional experience as a psychotherapist and life coach, I frequently see women (and femme folks) struggling with “abandoned”, commonly leading to anxiety, and men (and masc beings) plagued by “not good enough”, often manifesting in depression. And so goes the anxious / avoidant dance. My “alone” anxiety triggers your need to “fix it,” and your overwhelm with being engulfed triggers my fear of being left — and here we are in the attachment wound tango. 💃

🗣️ If you follow this account, it may have become noticeable that I’ve posted less regularly recently. For anyone who knows me in “the real world”, you’re aware that the past several years of my personal life have been comprised of a veritable maelstrom of illness, death, dying, and grief.

And there is no greater abandonment trigger than the ultimate goodbye — death itself.

🌖 As I’ve journeyed into the dark night of the soul of Loss and her lover, Grief, I have come to know the potent opportunity of this moment for my own personal healing. (I fall into the “abandoned” camp.)

The illusion of the abandonment wound (as it is just that — a gossamer veil) is that we are alone.

🌳 As a highly embodied person (and a somatically trained coach and therapist) the most potent medicine I’ve found for the healing of this sacred wound is Nature herself.

🚐 For over a month, I’ve lived primarily out of my converted van, sleeping and rising with the sun, spending almost all of my time outdoors, and working the land on my family farm. The more callused my bare feet have become and the darker my skin, the deeper my sense of knowing that I am *never* alone in the company of my Divine Mother and Divine Father, the Earth — has become.

👣 Some practices I’ve been engaging in daily that support this healing remembrance: (Continued in comments) 👇 ❤️

04/05/2026

In the world of self-help and personal transformation there is too often, I believe, an implicit focus upon “fixing” what’s “wrong.”

Undeniably, we all carry our sacred wounds, and part of our personal healing work lies in shifting our patterns such that we no longer persist in behaving in ways that don’t serve our highest selves.

Yet it’s increasingly my belief that the deepest spiritual work lies not in transformation, but in reclamation —

The reclamation of our inherent wholeness, before the world made us forget.

And that is the gift and reminder of this sacred day, to me.

As a psychotherapist and life coach, I see it as my responsibility to walk my talk, to ask clients to dive only into depths I myself have traversed. In this spring season, as I continue to dance with the two-winged bird of both life and death, grief and joy, my personal reclamation lies in answering the call to deepen the balanced cultivation of both the Divine Masculine and Divine Feminine within me. I balance the hard work of (clumsily) learning new skills and steward-ship of the land at both Mossy Branch and Rose Knoll with the softening nurturance of deep and loving mothering of myself.

I know of no better way to support the cultivation of the integrated whole of the Inner Mother and Inner Father than to have my bare feet upon the land, face to the sun, and hands in the dirt. As I write these words from a bank along a creek so sacred to me, I hope that you, too, allow yourself the same embodied pause to reconnect — whether it’s from a verdant meadow, a park bench, or your own garden.

The eternal hope of this day, for me, lies in the remembrance of the undeniable truth of this boundless love and sacred wholeness that exists within us all — if only we remain still long enough to remember.
☯️ 🌲🌳

03/27/2026

😍 Coming soon to an urban farm and eco retreat near you. 🌱 Any guesses which spa amenity we’re next adding to the urban oasis? 🌴🤔

📸 Just a few snapshots of life here on the urban oasis of late . . . 🛀 The cult-favorite that is our pink-and-gold clawf...
03/17/2026

📸 Just a few snapshots of life here on the urban oasis of late . . .

🛀 The cult-favorite that is our pink-and-gold clawfoot tub bathed in the light of the pink-lit bathroom jungle. Thank you to our latest coaching intensive guest for this shot of their dreamy soak setup 💗

🌱 Transplanting day! Soon to come to the guest garden: kale, Swiss chard, mustard and a new broccoli rabe varietal I’m trying out this season 🥦

🌊 A recent and much-needed coastal moment of bliss

🍹My newfound fave-of-all-time beach bar, the classy yet divey

🧖‍♀️ Simone Biles, I am not. The deck is almost finished — sauna and cold plunge coming soon❣️

03/15/2026

⛰️ Your Asheville getaway is calling!

In honor of the coming spring🌷, we’re offering 15% off our nightly rate for weekday retreats during the month of April.

💌➡️ DM with code “Rose Knoll Retreat” to book, and plant your seeds of new intention this spring season 🌱 🌹

🎯Let’s play a game. When I say “food”, what are the first five words that come to mind❓I’ll go first! 🏡 Home ➡️ “What’s ...
03/04/2026

🎯Let’s play a game. When I say “food”, what are the first five words that come to mind❓

I’ll go first!

🏡 Home ➡️ “What’s for supper?” Possibly the most frequent utterance in my home, often by 9 a.m. 😹 Ours is a family that centers itself around the preparation of and sharing of food.

🤗 Nurturing ➡️ In sickness or health, snow or sun, my mother had a home-cooked (and often caught) supper on the table each eve. The certainty of the nightly meal provided me with the sense that food is not only a means of nurturing the body, but of creating stability, safety, and predictability in a world that is increasingly anything but.

💪 Energy ➡️ Food fuels adventures! Homesteading is hard work. On a farm, the connection between nurturing one’s body to taking on the day’s tasks is immediately apparent.

🤝 Connection ➡️ River to table, farm to table. There is deep fulfillment, for me, in filling my plate with food my own hands have either grown or caught.

💛 Fun ➡️ Growing and cooking one’s own food is an adventure — a means of exploration and even play!

🍼To be fed is amongst our first and most primordial of needs. Our earliest “imprints” around food — our emotional conditioning, memories, and ultimately belief systems — stem from how and from where it is provided, from whom, and with what feeling tone.

🙏 I’ve been very fortunate to possess a largely positive relationship to nourishment. This nurturing — this enJOYment of nourishment via our inherent connection to the land — is part of my deep prayer for what Rose Knoll might be for others.

🎁💐💝So whether it’s in cooking your garden-fresh meal over the open fire, enjoying your food underneath the sun on the porch daybed, or roasting a S’more, I invite you to slow down and receive the gift of nourishment.

📸 Guests prepare a meal over the fire pit 🔥

📸 From garden bed to salad bowl 🥬

📸 Food is fun! A guest enjoys a S’more 🍫

📸 Fresh eggplant from the guest garden ➡️ baba ghanoush 🍆

📸 Fishing with family — crabbing off the dock 🦀

📸 Fresh catch 🌊

📸 From river to table 🍷

📸 My first harvest 🍅


02/18/2026

💕 🚪The newest addition to Rose Knoll: my take on the Wizard of Oz sliding door 😍

02/07/2026

💕 Unpopular opinion: my favorite holiday is Valentine’s Day.

Rather than a societally mandated experiment in Hallmark movies and heart-shaped chocolates and flowers, I’ve always loved V-Day for the *opportunity* it presents: the chance to create conscious ceremony to celebrate the abundant love available to us always and everywhere, in all forms.

That’s why I was so excited, last night, to host Rose Knoll’s inaugural “7 Days to Love”, an gathering of folks engaging in conscious connection and intimacy games designed to cut through the facade and foster vulnerability (within a safe container) in the spirit of authentic and truly intimate relating. It’s the kickoff to what is always, for me, a celebratory week of daily practices celebrating the relationships and connections that make my heart (and body) bubble over — from Nature, to sacred Other, to Self! Gathered around the fire and in circle, I was so moved to witness (and experience) old connections deepen, and the seeds of new flourish and blossom. 🌱💕

❓How are you celebrating yourself and the heart connections in your life this week?

Amongst the other celebrations on my agenda: love notes (because doesn’t everyone love a handwritten note?) and a magical hike at Grandfather Mountain ⛰️

02/01/2026

🛷❄️☃️ Snow Day on the Urban Farm! One of the biggest perks to a Rose Knoll winter getaway? A snowy walk away to Asheville’s best sledding . . . 😍

01/22/2026

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🍁🍃🍂 Week in Review on the Asheville Urban Farm📸 Each of our guests are welcomed by fresh-cut flowers grown here on the l...
11/08/2025

🍁🍃🍂 Week in Review on the Asheville Urban Farm

📸 Each of our guests are welcomed by fresh-cut flowers grown here on the land — I love today’s pop of fall colors 💐

📸 “Whimsy” is a concept that inspires many of the creative flourishes here at Rose Knoll — I’m so excited about how this Wizard Of Oz inspired garden gate is coming along 🧙‍♀️

📸 Soaking in the glow after our latest monthly women’s sacred fire circle 🔥

📸 My pick for garden meal of the week — a green goddess dip complemented by a melange of fresh garden herbs 🌿

📸 Next on my travel destination and my book of the week 📚


🥬 🌶️ This week on the urban farm it’s been all about the garden bounty: guests and friends alike have been harvesting to...
10/16/2025

🥬 🌶️ This week on the urban farm it’s been all about the garden bounty: guests and friends alike have been harvesting to their heart’s content! 🥕

🍒 On the weekend’s agenda: a big ground cherry harvest as well as culling the tomato jungle as we make space for the last of the late fall starts.

Happy homesteading! ✨

📸 The most prolific grower of this summer season! This okra is *never-ending*, y’all. These are the “Heavy Hitter” varietal by for those of y’all yearning for your very own perpetual okra forest 🎋

📸 Livin’ up to the “rose” in our name with this love nest adornment for our next guests’ special anniversary. Gratitude, as always, to sparkle fairy magic via 🌹

📸 Just bought my annual pass and making a bucket list for my next van-venture, thanks to the armchair travel adventure that is my 🌵

📸 Runaway squash: the most entertaining way I’ve found to harvest gourds on our steep trellised hill ⛰️ This very-much-not-ripe friend had to go due to the awkward placement of its gargantuan vine. It lived out the rest of its happy existence as a combo doorstop / Chiweenie chew toy 🐕

📸 Baingan Bharta of my dreams 🍆

📸 Medley of ‘maters: Brad’s Atomic Grape (fave tomato variety of the season), plus these lovely mystery volunteers 🍅


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