Clan: The Medicine I Never Expected

I went to the Highlands expecting healing. I expected tears. I expected release. I expected depth.

What I did not expect was the laughter. The kind that comes from the belly.The kind that surprises you.The kind that heals without trying.

I didn’t expect the love to feel so immediate, so familiar—like we were remembering something ancient rather than building something new.

And I never expected the word clan to stop feeling symbolic and start feeling real.

Somewhere between the ceremonies, the bus rides, the shared meals, the long walks, and the quiet moments… something shifted.

We became tethered.

Not in a dependent way.Not in a dramatic way. But in the way people do when they’ve witnessed each other becoming.

We experienced something together that no one outside of us can fully explain. And because of that, it belongs only to us.

That’s what makes it sacred.

What continues to astonish me is this:

We light up when we see each other again. Time collapses. Walls drop instantly. We plan reunions—not out of obligation, but out of joy.

There is no catching up. There is only remembering.

This is what clan really means.

Not blood.Not proximity.But resonance.

People who met you in a moment of truth—and still choose you after.

So much of modern healing focuses on the individual.

But the Highlands reminded me of something ancient: We heal faster, deeper, and more completely in a safe community.

Not communities built on performance or identity—but on shared experience, mutual witnessing, and embodied truth.

The nervous system relaxes when it knows it belongs.

And belonging changes everything.

No one tells you that after a real transformation, you don’t just leave with insight.

You leave with people.

People who saw you.People who laughed with you.People who held you when you were undone—and celebrated you when you came back together.

That’s not something you can replicate. And once you’ve experienced it, you’re changed forever.

Healing in the Highlands is not just a retreat. It’s a remembering of clan.

A space where strangers become family.Where laughter becomes medicine.Where something unexplainable binds you—softly, permanently.

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If your body softened while reading this…If the idea of clan stirred something in you…

You may already be listening.

Love,

Alana

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