Surrendered to mystery but left depleted
I attended the womens sanctuary, mary in the Quran retreat in Corsica, Fr. While I believe the concept has potential and genuinely want it to succeed, my experience was one compromise after another. My biggest criticisms were the lack of organization, professionalism, and meaningful content, which left me feeling disheartened, confused, and regretful.
I booked my spot in Jan. for the July retreat after it appeared nearly sold out and even encouraged friends to join, though they were unable to secure spots. Although I was nervous to attend alone, I looked forward to it. I paid the required €500 non-refundable deposit through the payment link provided. In March, I was urgently asked to pay the remaining balance. The payment link would only allow €500 increments, so I completed multiple transactions and emailed for clarification but received slow responses. I was later reprimanded for using the provided payment link instead of a bank transfer—something that had never been made clear. I was expected to wire funds to a personal foreign bank account and pay €100+ in ADDITIONAL processing fees because of the payment method I had used. As someone who works in banking and finance, I found this unprofessional/ lacking compassion, especially since clearer instructions could have prevented the issue. Eventually, I was offered PayPal for future payments. The retreat itself costs me €3,300 plus the additional fees, NOT including flights, transportation, or lunches.
The retreat lacked structure, particularly around prayer. Attendance at Fajr gradually declined, no one consistently led prayers, and there was no prayer schedule or adhan. Daily prayers were generally unorganized, with participants praying individually or in small groups. My intention was to reestablish a consistent Fajr routine and watch the sunrise each morning before returning home to my toddlers, but now I realize I didn’t need this to get back in the groove!
The educational content lacked depth and was the greatest let down. The lectures were only mildly engaging, I took very few notes, and I left wishing I had researched the speakers and organizers more thoroughly beforehand.
On screening participants. On my flight from Paris to Corsica, I met another attendee who shared comments that struck me as unusual. During the retreat, conversations revealed significant/shocking personal issues and raised questions about why certain individuals had been accepted into the retreat. Although one participant was asked/escorted to leave, I felt the organizers took little accountability for the situation, adding to the overall sense of disheartenment that many attendees already shared.
Other items:
A dog freely roamed the property, including prayer spaces and prayer mats. I felt this was inappropriate for an Islamic retreat, and participants should have been informed beforehand.
Prayer mats were sheepskins rather than traditional prayer rugs.
Transportation was poorly coordinated. I arrived in Corsica at 10am. but wasn’t informed until the day before that check-in/bag drop wouldn’t begin until 5pm. Participants were simply given the name of a café and a local driver, leaving several of us sitting outside in the heat with our luggage for 8 hours. Transportation to and from the convent cost €60–80 one way per car (holding only 4 people), adding significant unexpected expense.
There were no organized movement/ wellness activities. Thankfully, a fellow participant offered morning hikes and swims in the sea after Fajr, which became one of the highlights of the retreat.
Visiting the nearby town was never suggested or organized by the retreat staff. We independently arranged a trip to explore the farmers market and boutiques, which ended up being one of the most enjoyable experiences—including some of the best cappuccinos we had.
Housekeeping was minimal. Beds were made, but dirty cups weren’t replaced, fresh water wasn’t replenished, guests were expected to use the same bath/ pool towels through the entire 5day stay.
Tea service was also disappointing, often arriving long after dessert, we frequently had to retrieve it from the kitchen ourselves though dining far from the kitchen. Lattes were unavailable.
Overall, I felt the retreat’s marketing/ influencer promos created expectations that weren’t met. Based on the Insta content-particularly recurring images of a veiled woman with a young child-I mistakenly believed the organizer was a mom and that we’d be studying Surah Maryam and the divine feminine.
An itinerary wasn’t shared until the retreat began, adding to the mystery leading up to the experience. Rather than surrendering to the unknown - and then leaving spiritually fulfilled, most left depleted.








