Hi, I’m Mar. Eclectic witch, sacred space holder, and custodian of The Oak Sanctuary. I’m trans, and my journey of reclamation shapes everything I offer here.

My work draws from pagan traditions, embodied practice, and modern science. Where what we know meets what we sense.

A Lifelong Search

From my earliest years, the world felt magical to me. Enchanted. Intelligent. I didn’t yet have language for that knowing, and I didn’t yet have language for myself either.

As a child I knew I was different, but I learned to perform who I was expected to be. I became skilled at adapting, fitting in, and searching outward for answers through learning, achievement, and relationships.

I was raised in science and earned a PhD in the early 2000s. Genuinely beautiful work, but never quite my own path. A creative year out shifted something fundamental, and I followed that thread toward art, design, and the emerging internet. From the outside, it worked. Inside, something remained unspoken and unresolved.

I tried on many identities. None fully fitted.

The Unravelling and the Return

Divorce stripped me bare. Yoga was suggested as a way to regulate stress and reconnect with my body. That first class opened emotional floodgates I hadn’t realised I was holding back.

During that rebuilding, I learned the power of simple ritual. Weekly honesty, care offered without fixing, and presence without solution changed something fundamental in how I understood support.

A yoga immersion course became a turning point. I fell deeply in love with ancient wisdom and its resonance with modern science, and I encountered crystal divining for the first time. A moment that shattered my assumptions and left me thinking, what on earth is this. Just as powerful was the experience of being held in women led community, where my presence simply became normal.

Reclamation, Not Reinvention

From there, my path widened rather than narrowed.

I explored embodiment through kink communities grounded in consent and truth telling. I found the courage to go out into the world as myself. On pilgrimage to Rishikesh, I came out fully for the first time, introducing myself simply and truthfully as trans. Through yoga, mantra, and devotion I learned that archetype, ritual, and inner transformation are not owned by any one culture.

Travelling east helped me understand the spiritual heritage of my own land. I was introduced to land based and Celtic witchcraft, and the threads finally wove together. Yoga and kink, science and spirit, devotion and embodiment were not contradictions. Currents of the same river.

When my final contract ended, space opened. I listened. I integrated. The Oak Sanctuary was born.

I understand now that my lifelong urge to transform was never restlessness. It was reclamation. A slow, patient remembering of my feminine soul.

The Work I Hold

I walk between worlds. Between science and spirit. Between structure and intuition. Between what we were taught to be and what we reclaim.

That liminal space is where I hold others.

Through ritual, meditation, sharing circles, and one to one work, I offer spaces that are safe, embodied, and honest. This is not about fixing yourself or forcing change. It is about making enough space for courage to rise, for restlessness to settle, and for truth to speak.

An Invitation

I once believed transformation was the goal. Now I know it was the mechanism.

Becoming is not linear. It is cyclical, messy, and brave. It asks us to loosen what was never ours to carry, and weave ourselves back together in truth. Nothing cut away. Nothing rushed. Nothing taboo.

If you are standing at the edge of change, knowing something needs to shift, I understand that place intimately.

When you stop editing yourself in order to belong, something remarkable happens. You come home to yourself.

What part of you is waiting to be reclaimed?