A soft spiritual membership
For witches, dreamers, and sacred-hearted beings.
Tarot. Ritual. Energy healing.
A candle lit just for you.
A soft spiritual membership
For witches, dreamers, and sacred-hearted beings.
Tarot. Ritual. Energy healing.
A candle lit just for you.
First harvest.
Golden gratitude.
Effort made sacred.
What are you gathering this season?
First harvest.
Golden gratitude.
Effort made sacred.
What are you gathering this season?
For me, it’s memory. Magic. Mystery.
The Wild Altar is opening soon—a space for sacred rhythm, ritual, and rest.
You’re invited.
For me, it’s memory. Magic. Mystery.
The Wild Altar is opening soon—a space for sacred rhythm, ritual, and rest.
You’re invited.
What would it feel like?
What would it hold?
Tarot? Ritual? Quiet reflection?
What would it feel like?
What would it hold?
Tarot? Ritual? Quiet reflection?
Tarot. Energy musings.
Journal entries like whispered spells.
The Wild Altar opens soon.
🌿 Are you ready to tend your own sacred fire?
Tarot. Energy musings.
Journal entries like whispered spells.
The Wild Altar opens soon.
🌿 Are you ready to tend your own sacred fire?
A space for sacred support.
Quiet blessings. Witch’s Diary entries. A yearly ritual.
The Wild Altar opens soon.
Will you enter when the veil lifts?
Follow along for first light. 🌿
#TheWildAltar #ComingSoon
A space for sacred support.
Quiet blessings. Witch’s Diary entries. A yearly ritual.
The Wild Altar opens soon.
Will you enter when the veil lifts?
Follow along for first light. 🌿
#TheWildAltar #ComingSoon
A space for the witch-hearted.
For seekers.
For those walking the spiral.
Magic lives here—quiet, soft, sacred.
A space for the witch-hearted.
For seekers.
For those walking the spiral.
Magic lives here—quiet, soft, sacred.
In slow healing.
In messy altars and whispered prayers.
I believe in ritual as reclamation.
In remembering instead of performing.
And I believe there’s power in walking the spiral—not once, but again and again.
That’s the heartbeat of The Wild Altar.
What do you believe?
In slow healing.
In messy altars and whispered prayers.
I believe in ritual as reclamation.
In remembering instead of performing.
And I believe there’s power in walking the spiral—not once, but again and again.
That’s the heartbeat of The Wild Altar.
What do you believe?
do you pull tarot or oracle cards?
do you keep an altar?
i’m building a space that holds all of that.
and i’d love to know what holds you.
do you pull tarot or oracle cards?
do you keep an altar?
i’m building a space that holds all of that.
and i’d love to know what holds you.
too many tabs
candlelight
one great sentence
seven self-doubts
and still, the altar gets built.
too many tabs
candlelight
one great sentence
seven self-doubts
and still, the altar gets built.
that you’re alive
that your breath is a prayer
that your hands are altars
what’s sacred to you right now?
that you’re alive
that your breath is a prayer
that your hands are altars
what’s sacred to you right now?
What sets your ribs glowing?
What sets your ribs glowing?
Quiet. Slow. Flame-lit.
I'm building something.
Not just with tools or templates—but with memory, grief, intuition, and breath.
Three weeks from now, it will have a name.
For now… it just burns.
Stay close!
Quiet. Slow. Flame-lit.
I'm building something.
Not just with tools or templates—but with memory, grief, intuition, and breath.
Three weeks from now, it will have a name.
For now… it just burns.
Stay close!
Plans for the day: mentorship call, reading, going to a game shop, foooood, and more relaxing 😌
Plans for the day: mentorship call, reading, going to a game shop, foooood, and more relaxing 😌
And that problem is obviously storage and definitely not a hoarding issue.
And that problem is obviously storage and definitely not a hoarding issue.