You’ve found your way to the Hollow…

A place where herbs hum their old songs, where the seasons still speak,

and where healing is not a product you “get” but a journey you live...

meandering, meaningful, and made of moments.

Here, we live in the marrow of life: the births and rebirths,

the little and large deaths, the pauses that hold their own quiet magic.

We gather in the in-betweens, the spaces that often go unnamed.

This is a threshold. A remembering. A return.

a note from ❀nita❀

I am an animist, intermundium, and wyrtweaver

a walker between worlds, a keeper of the liminal hearth.

I arrive to this work through lived thresholds: grief and unraveling,

and the slow, tender art of reweaving.

My hands are shaped by ancestral remembrance,

my steps guided by flora, fauna, and fungi as kin.

The Hollow is not another wellness space.

It is a cauldron of care, a soul-container for the lost, the liminal, and the longing.

Here, the work is not about fixing...it’s about experiencing.

It’s about feeling your way through, not rushing to the other side.

what we offer

Plant & Place Partnerships: Immersive experiences with the green and fungal kin...

guided by ancestral wisdom, sacred slowness, and deep listening.

Liminal Living: Seasonal and soul rituals for grief, rebirth, and life’s sacred thresholds.

Experiences for the in-between, where change breathes.

Somatic & Ritual Practices: Sensory herbalism, body-and-spirit ceremonies, and

practices for coming home to yourself.

Deathwork & Spiritwork: Spaces for endings and beginnings, for remembrance and ancestral communion.

Spirit-tending in the soft hours.

what it feels like to step inside

A soft landing.

A slow brew.

A circle around the sacred fire.

Here, compassion outweighs correction.

We collaborate...you are not a project to be fixed.

Your ancestry, intuition, and story matter.

And the herbs? They are not tools...they are kinfolk in this shared experience.

who finds home here

Those moving through loss, identity shifts, or sacred unknowns.

Those out of step with modern rhythms, seeking a deeper pulse.

The neurodivergent, queer, witchy, skeptical, sensitive, or all of the above.

Those tired of “wellness” that bypasses the body and commodifies care.

If you have ever felt like there was nowhere you could fully land…

welcome.

You just did.

come, linger in the Hollow

Weave through the Liminerium.

Wander through my Writings

Join a seasonal threshold experience.

Or simply sit, breathe, and be.

This is a place of permission, not pressure.

A hollow hidden from the noise, yet alive with ritual, wisdom, and reclamation.

You are welcome here.

Now, and always.

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