A curated collection of restorative stays selected for the way they support rest, connection to nature, lower stimulation, and a deeper sense of place. Each property has been chosen not simply for how it looks, but for how it helps people soften, settle, and feel restored.
The Collection
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From the founder
Welcome to Sanctuary Found
For more than a decade, I’ve been exploring how place shapes the way we feel—from homes and hospitality to the landscapes we travel through. Sanctuary Found grew from that work and from a simple belief: where we stay should help restore us, not leave us more depleted.
This collection brings together places chosen for their ability to support deep rest, connection to nature, lower stimulation, thoughtful hospitality, and a stronger sense of place.
My hope is that Sanctuary Found becomes a trusted way to discover stays that give something back.
Essays on restorative hospitality, travel, design, and the places that shape us.
Long-form writing from Sanctuary Found on restorative hospitality, environmental wellness, travel, design, nature, sleep, food, and the details that influence how a place feels.
I woke up on June 1 with the clearest message from God, Source, the universe—whatever language you prefer—that I have ever received.
Go to Sweden.
What? Sweden?
When?
July.
August too?
The answer felt almost like a shrug. You can, but it is not necessary.
July it was.
July is one of the hottest months on my property in Idaho. Most days are spent trying to escape the heat, sitting beside the Salmon River, and accomplishing very little beyond berry picking and keeping everything alive. I had always wanted to visit Europe, and I am not one to ignore an adventure, especially one that arrives with that much clarity.
So I got to work planning the trip that morning.
After checking my bank account, I decided a work exchange was the most realistic way to make it happen. I signed up for WWOOF, knowing that wherever I stayed would at least have fresh organic food. I had also always wanted to experience a work trade from the worker’s side. Years ago, I hosted Workawayers at my guesthouse in Costa Rica, but I had never been the person arriving in an unfamiliar place and exchanging my time and labor for a bed, meals and an experience.
The mystery of the following month was exciting. I did not really know why I was going to Sweden. I did not have a clear professional objective, a carefully mapped itinerary or a logical explanation for why this country, at this exact moment.
I just knew I was supposed to go.
It already felt familiar in the strangest way. Years ago, when I committed to traveling to Peru for a twelve-day intensive ayahuasca retreat, the medicine began working on me the moment I made the decision and sent the money. The ceremony had not started, but the process had.
This trip felt the same.
The transformation began with the commitment.
Tomorrow, I fly back to the United States. As I write this, it feels as though I have undergone a complete career makeover. I did not come to Sweden looking for a new professional identity, but somewhere between the farms, guesthouses, trains, forests, lakes, conversations, disappointments, unexpected upgrades and long stretches of solitude, I rediscovered my purpose.
Or perhaps I finally found the language for something I have been doing my entire life.
Restorative hospitality.
Creating places and experiences that help people rest, recover, reconnect and return to themselves.
For years, my work has moved across design, construction, wellness, hospitality, food, healing environments, business strategy and the creation of sanctuary. From the outside, these interests may have looked disconnected. Here, they finally came together.
I began seeing hospitality differently.
I saw how profoundly an environment can support restoration, and how quickly it can interfere with it. I noticed the lighting, the food, the materials, the noise, the smells, the pacing, the hospitality, the silence and the absence—or presence—of genuine care.
I began to understand that restorative hospitality is not simply about beautiful hotels in nature. It is not wellness-themed décor, a yoga class on the schedule or a spa menu.
It is the deliberate creation of conditions that allow the human system to soften.
It is darkness at night. Natural light during the day. Nourishing food. Clean air. Silence. Unhurried time. Simplicity. Safety. Nature. Beauty without overstimulation. Hospitality without performance.
And sometimes, it is boredom.
The kind of boredom that arrives when there is no screen to reach for, nowhere to rush and nothing left to distract you from yourself.
That is where transformational travel begins.
A transformational journey is not simply a vacation that leaves you with beautiful memories. It changes the person who returns home. It interrupts your patterns, removes you from the life you have normalized and gives you enough distance to see yourself clearly.
That is what Sweden has done for me.
It has been less like a trip and more like a month-long ceremony.
There were moments of beauty, discomfort, loneliness, wonder, exhaustion, confirmation and complete redirection. There were places I thought I was meant to stay that were only meant to teach me something. There were opportunities that initially looked disappointing but ultimately sharpened my standards. There were conversations that reflected parts of my work back to me before I fully knew how to name them.
The trip did not unfold according to a plan. It unfolded according to a pattern I could only recognize in retrospect.
Each stop revealed another piece.
Each experience clarified what restoration is—and what it is not.
Each yes led somewhere unexpected.
Each no became part of the practice.
Tomorrow, I will board a plane and return to the same land, home and life I left one month ago, but I am not returning as the same person.
I am returning with Sanctuary Found.
I am returning with a clearer body of work.
I am returning with language for the category I believe I am here to help define.
And I am returning with an even deeper trust in the kind of guidance that rarely arrives with a detailed explanation.
