Private bird experiences, wellness immersion, and guided feathered encounters.
Where Birds Find Homes and Hearts Find Healing
Private bird experiences, wellness immersion, and guided feathered encounters.
About Woodstock Wellness Aviary
Where birds get spoiled rotten and humans finally exhale.
Tucked away on 68 acres of unapologetically wild forest in Coldwater, Ontario, we’re not your average aviary—and we’re definitely not your average wellness space. Here, exotic birds, barefoot grounding, and no-nonsense healing live in perfect harmony (with a few feathers and f-bombs along the way).
Whether you’re here for a baby conure who thinks he’s royalty, a barefoot walk through maple leaves, or a sound bath that doesn’t involve a single wind chime cliché—this is your place.
What We Offer (Besides Sanity)
- Hand-Fed Baby Birds – Loved, spoiled, and socialized before they ever meet you.
- Aviary Tours & Rehoming – Meet your new feathered soulmate. Or just come say hi and talk to a bird who listens better than your ex.
- Nature-Based Wellness – Yoga, sound healing, forest walks, and grounding sessions. Shoes optional. Sarcasm encouraged.
- Retreats at The Nest – Our rustic-glam hideaway for when life says “nope” and your soul says “let’s go.”
- Bird-Assisted Therapy – Because cuddling a parrot is cheaper than therapy (and way cuter).
Each bird we raise becomes a bridge — between wildness and wonder, connection and care. Whether you're visiting for a wellness journey or to meet your future feathered companion, you'll feel the peace and presence of this land the moment you arrive.
Welcome to the Woodlands of Woodstock.
– The Woodstock Wellness Aviary Family
Why Woodstock?
This sanctuary began with two little lovebirds: Zazu and Woodstock.
Zazu was our first born—a spunky, curious companion who makes our home feel more alive. Soon after, we met Woodstock. Gentle, affectionate, and full of light, she immediately stole our hearts. But tragedy struck too soon. Woodstock accidentally flew into a window and passed away before we could get her to emergency care.
We were heartbroken. But in our grief, we found purpose.
We named this aviary Woodstock in her memory—so her spirit could live on through every bird we raise, rescue, and rehome. What started as love for one little bird has grown into a forest sanctuary of healing, connection, and feathered joy.
Every chirp here is for Woodstock.
Her wings may have been small, but her legacy is limitless.
Thank you for being part of her story.
