Category
Healing and Harmony Ritual
A self-care ceremony for peace, perspective, and humor. Created for those who have learned that closure doesn’t come from conflict, it comes from choosing to see things differently.
Scent Profile
Smells like mutual respect and separate bank accounts.
A soft blend of lavender, peppermint, and white sage with grounding notes of cedar and amber. Calming, clean, and fresh — the scent of peace, laughter, and emotional maturity.
Step 1: Block – Protect your peace, not your pride.
Step 2: Burn – Light your candle and release the story. You are cleansing, not combusting.
Step 3: Soak – Pour in the salts and let stillness replace tension. You are safe now.
Step 4: Write – Fill your journal with gratitude for what was and excitement for what’s next.
Step 5: Repeat – Laugh, love, and lead with grace. Because healing is the new power move.
What’s Inside
Earplugs: To protect your peace, not your ego.
Pen: To write new chapters filled with laughter, boundaries, and grace.
Paperweight: To hold down happy memories instead of court documents.
Calendar: To fill with new adventures, quiet weekends, and healthy co-parenting rhythms.
Candle: Smells like mutual respect and separate bank accounts.
Matchbox: To light your candle or spark something new and entirely your own.
Journal: To capture gratitude for what was and excitement for what’s next.
Bath Salts: Because peace is still your love language.
Affirmation Cards: For the days when healing feels harder than humor, and you choose both.
Suckers: To send with the kids, because sometimes sweet really is the best goodbye.
Gossip Grenade: Handle with humor. A shared ritual between the women who’ve both known him, or the story that connected them. It’s not about bitterness or blame. It’s about breaking the silence, laughing at the absurdity, and realizing you are both living different versions of the same truth.
Clean Ingredients
Our candle and bath salts are crafted with simple, safe, and high-quality ingredients.
Pairs Well With
Good communication, a shared laugh over the past,
and the kind of maturity that looks suspiciously like freedom.