Ember Alchemē Oil

Ember is for the woman who knows there’s more to her—but hasn’t yet let it rise. She’s tasted moments of power, of presence, of that deep, alive fire in her belly…but they flicker. Fleeting.

Too often, she’s suppressed those flames back to embers to stay acceptable. Paused her expression to keep the peace. Bit her tongue. Swallowed her ideas. Dimmed her radiance to avoid the universal affliction: being “too much.”

She knows she’s here for more. To live the full expression of her truth. And that knowing is becoming impossible to ignore. In fact she wonders why she ever did anything else? Life feels heavier when not lived as herself. She’s on the precipice. She’s ready for the extra support to leap.

She doesn’t want to burn it all down. She wants to burn bright. To feel her energy rise again—without crashing. To create, move, and love from a place that is fully hers.

Ember is for the woman who’s done waiting for permission. She’s no longer trying to be liked. She’s ready to be lit.

This is for the woman who has built her safety, and now wants to stoke that spark of truth within. The one who’s come home to herself, and is now asking: What if I let it rise?

She’s ready for action that feels alive. For a glow that doesn’t fade after approval—or disapproval—but burns from within, no matter what they think or say.

Ember is the bridge between safety and radiance. Between the woman you’ve become…
and the woman who’s finally ready to be seen, heard, felt—fully.

When we created Ember, we knew she wasn’t for the woman still in survival. She was for the woman who had just found her ground. Who had built her safety. Reclaimed her self-protection. Who was beginning, slowly, to feel herself again.

Maybe she’d been frozen, by obligation, fear, trauma, or the quiet erosion of over-giving.
Maybe her body had been a container for everyone else’s needs. Maybe her energy had been borrowed for so long that she forgot she could generate her own.

Ember is for the woman who’s ready to stop outsourcing her glow. To live from her own fire, not perform for scraps of approval. She’s no longer here to be liked. She’s here to be lit.
By her own truth. Her own choices. Her own source.

That was me. After I left my abusive marriage with nothing, I needed a place to land— and a woman I could trust. I realised: she had to be me. No one else can ever sustain our flame. It had to start with me. I began using this oil when it was still unnamed. Back then, we thought it might be called Illume or Glow—but that wasn’t the story. This wasn’t a gentle light.
It was a blaze.

The more I used it, the more I remembered: I wasn’t broken. I was burning.
Not with rage. I wasn't burning anything down. I was burning myself to life. With readiness. With anticipation and excitment.

It started with a single ember I chose to fan. A flicker of truth that said: I’m still here. And from that ember, I built an entirely new life. A life where I no longer dimmed to stay digestible. A life where I rose not for anyone else—but for me.

Ember is for that moment of full potentiality in life where everything becomes possible again. The moment you start to dream for yourself again. The moment you stop asking for permission. The moment you realise your power was never gone—just waiting for you to fan it back to full force again. The phoenix doesn’t rise because she was never hurt.
She rises because she remembered her flame.

Let Ember remind you: You only need one spark to begin again.