You’ve been told you’re too much. That your grief is inconvenient. You’re way too sensitive. And your desires are a little taboo.

But now you’ve found your people - the wild forest witches + psychics who can’t wait to see you win.

I’m Tenae - your priestess and spiritual guide, your witchy bestie, and a walking permission slip to live your wildest dreams.

🖤 Taurus Sun, Aries Moon, Virgo Rising — your guide to devotion, depth + desire
🖤 5/1 Projector — your permission slip to slow down and commit a little heresy
🖤 Polyamorous, bisexual cottage witch
🖤 Always listening to the Outlander and Practical Magic soundtracks
🖤 Anti-racist, pro-trans, anti-MAGA — 5% of profits to charity
🖤 Based in Northern California and always up for the forest or the ocean

Welcome to the wild - where we weave pleasure, shadow + liberation into your most magickal life.

I survived a wildfire… but my life still needed to burn down.

If you’ve ever experienced deep grief, you know it’s not linear - and it takes a hell of a lot longer than we give ourselves space for.

When I was 22, I lost my home and pets in a wildfire. I grieved deeply - in fact, I lost eight months of my life to the void before I realized I needed a spiritual anchor to bring me back to myself. That’s when I started the blog that would become this site.

Finding my way back to my witchcraft was a profound homecoming and I’ve been devoted to my practice for a decade now.

A year later, I met my long-term partner and we started building a life - family holidays, a beautiful home, and future visions of our own children together. I started my business, left a full-time job, and published my first two books.

But I was still burning - hustling to be the perfect partner, coach, daughter-in-law, friend.

I thought I couldn’t afford to fuck it up…

So I clung to what seemed like it was working.

I was afraid to change so much as the bad paint color I’d commited to on my bedroom walls.

Deep down, I was afraid if I lost one inch of control over anything, my entire life would unravel.

And then it did.

What if the thing that feels like it will destroy you… is actually going to set you free?

What if the part of you you’re afraid to let out… is actually your greatest power?

Your grief, your rage, your desire, your magick and intuitive gifts - the facets of yourself you’ve kept hidden away to survive - are the parts that will liberate you.

You don’t have to be perfect or palatable.

You just have to be brave and honest with yourself.

If something in your life is smoldering… trust me, let it burn.

My rebuilt life didn’t go up in smoke all at once.

The first flicker came when my partner of six years told me he had feelings for someone else. And what shocked us both… was that I wasn’t even surprised, let alone devastated by it.

We talked about opening our relationship, but it ended in betrayal, (unsurprisingly.)

I had to move out of the home we shared together and it echoed the wildfire loss in a pathetic whisper of sameness.

But in that period, even as lost in heartbreak as I was, I made one clear decision: that I wanted to make new choices.

In the past, when people or places got painful, I ripped up my roots and vanished.

This time, I chose to be present with the grief, heartbreak + disappointment.

I built a new life with good friends and worked on moving forward. About a year later, I picked up the thread that had emerged from that very first conversation with my ex: polyamory.

It was a deep reclamation of my desires, my sexuality, my autonomy, and as a new choice I could make for myself.

That choice to explore my truth as a polyamorous, bisexual woman required me to burn away so many old identities, namely:

the good girl who’s a little weird, (she’s an astrologer and writes books about witchcraft), but ultimately she follows most of the rules and is gonna get married and have babies like she’s supposed to……..

That part of me was burned at the stake. And what rose from her ashes?

The Dark Moon Priestess.

This is the liberation:

I believe in burning down the bullshit - the rules, the repression, and whatever is pissing you off or just isn’t serving you anymore.

That’s what the dark moon is - the last potent gasp of the moon cycle, where we banish, cut away, and burn through whatever we’re ready to release.

Shadow work is essential. Pleasure is sacred. And trusting your body and your intuition will get you everywhere.

I’ve walked through wildfire, heartbreak, betrayal, and burnout.

I rebuilt my life, (a few times), through devotion, desire, dark moon nights, tears, and sex magick.

If you’ve ever felt like you want to burn something down, or like there’s a fire raging inside of you… you’re my kind of witch and I’d be honored to be your priestess.

I guide witches like you to return to your body, reconnect with your intuition, and reclaim your power.

Ready for the first spark of your wildest adventure?

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