MY PATH OF BECOMING
I didn’t become a guide through strategy. I became one through fire. Through heartbreak and betrayal, nights curled on the floor, praying to remember who I was before the forgetting, through shadows, I did not choose but learned to alchemize. This path began with a man whose touch once felt like worship until it didn’t. Until I shrank myself so deeply I couldn’t find my own body, silenced my sensuality to survive, and still, I stayed until I didn’t. The moment I left, something ancient opened.
In the aftermath, I left for Tulum. What began as a release became a re-emergence. Cultesh was born there, on February 2, 2021, in the liminal space between exile and devotion. From there, I walked the rites of remembrance: A private Bufo ceremony, where I met the void and remembered I was never lost. A Huachuma journey that cracked open my heart like a temple gate. Two kundalini awakenings that tore through the layers I was taught to perform and handed me back my power. By September 2021, I stepped onto the path of Priestesshood.
MY DEVOTION IS TO THE WOMAN WHO:
My devotion is to the woman who feels too much, wants too much, and has been told she is too much her entire life. The one who senses there’s power buried in her ache but hasn’t yet been shown how to wield it. She’s shown softness when she longed to roar. She has been starved of sacred touch by lovers, mentors, and even herself. She feels the pulse of something ancient inside her, but hasn’t found the language for it. She’s done the healing. Now, she’s ready to rise. She doesn’t crave another program. She craves initiation.
My devotion is to the woman ready to strip down, not just the shame and silence, but the masks she wore to be loved. The one who’s prepared to walk the flame of shadow, eros, and sacred command. The woman who knows she was never meant to be saved, only sovereign.
WHAT I BRING TO THE TEMPLE
I bring presence that can hold grief, desire, shame, and truth—all at once. I bring a nervous system refined by silence, sobriety, and shadow. I bring the kind of power that doesn’t perform—it pierces. I hold sacred space through:
I. Shadow alchemy that doesn’t flinch when things get dark
II. Erotic reclamation rooted in the body, not the gaze
III. Language reprogramming to shift self-concept at the root
IV. Ritual and breathwork, designed to anchor Will into reality
V. Initiatory guidance that doesn’t follow scripts, it follows your soul
VI. I don’t offer quick fixes. I offer an altar, a mirror, a flame.
You come as you are, and leave as you truly are.
IF YOU’RE FEELING THE PULL
If something stirred in your chest, if something in you whispered, “It’s time,” then you’ve already begun the rite. This is a private 1:1 initiation into Worship to Will, a living container where your shadow is seen, your fire is honored, and your truth is no longer negotiable. If you’re ready to enter, complete the application below. Every entry is read with devotion. If it’s a match, I’ll reach out to invite you into the temple. The flame is lit.
I’ll meet you at the threshold.
