It feels like stepping into a personal sanctuary—
warm, intimate, and deeply intentional.
This Is It — Enter the Shop of the Heart
Soft light spills across woven carpets. Sacred art from around the world rests beside handcrafted pieces from close to home.
Everything has meaning. Nothing is random.
Every choice here was made with care—
for the Earth, for your body, for what lasts.
Beauty Without Harm
Toxin-free paints. Reclaimed wood. Natural fibers. Beauty that breathes. Beauty that remembers.
Personal columns hold stories. The ceiling mirrors the heavens. And in one quiet corner, surrounded by symbols of many traditions, Cristhal offers her unique spiritual guidance—a place to listen, to be met, to begin again.
The space evokes the velvet stillness of a night in Mexico—when we were held by the shimmer of light, the hush of the sea, and the electric presence of a gathering storm.
Lightning flared across the sky, yet everything in us was quiet—open, grounded, whole.
From that storm and stillness, a seed of creation was planted in us. The Shop of the Heart is its stem and petal—a birthing and a blossoming.
This is more than a store.
It is a garden of offerings—where the sacred meets the everyday.
A quiet revolution against disconnection. A place to remember your place in the living whole.