Altar of Aphrodite Devotional Bath Soak // 3.4oz // 3 Ritual Bath Soaks // Love and Beauty
$20.00
She has risen from the chaos of stormy seas, birthed from the sea foam with flowers at her feet, golden crowned glorious Goddess of love and great beauty. Stars fall from her hair and sprinkle the seas with glistening light, exciting the hearts and eyes of all who gaze upon her beauty and sing her praises- Written by Yours Truly
Aphrodite’s story has been woven throughout time and into many cultures. She embodies love, beauty, creativity, fertility, pleasure in all forms, sensuality, sacred sex, glamour magic, leisure, luxury and so much more. Her sacred medicine is omnipotent and demands to be seen, and She is the very nature of the strongest emotion given to humankind. Love
Altar of Aphrodite Devotional Bath Soak has been lovingly Witch crafted in sacred ritual during Luna’s waxing phase, on the day and in the hour of Venus. Her true and secret name sung upon the wind to call Her forth, Her hymn recited in her honor, while lush garden offerings that awaited Her arrival. A large batch was created inside a copper vessel along with a mixture of botanical offerings with honey, wine, apples, and fresh garden roses. In my home is a large Altar dedicated to Aphrodite. Here, many offerings are left to invoke and honor the presence of Aphrodite and her many Venusian qualities. Regular florals, wine, honey, and sweet things are left to nourish her presence.
This stunning fragrant bath soak is ready to enchanted your senses. Created with organic essential oils and herbs of Rose Otto, Oman Frankincense, Egyptian Jasmine, Myrtle Leaf, Ylang Ylang, Elder Flower, Orange Blossom, and Red Clay, mixed with Mediterranean Sea Salt.
As you begin your bathing ritual, add 1 tablespoon to you bath and allow the essence and aroma of Aphrodite to whisk you away to the salty seas of beauty and bliss. There is enough salt for 3-4 baths.
Her true and secret name is printed on her devotional bottle. As a devotee of Aphrodite, I will not post her true name on social media, it will not be revealed to you until the offering is in your possession. I lovingly ask that you also keep her name secret and do not post it on social media for all to see. Keep it locked within the reflection of your beautiful eye. Her true and secret name captures her attention, allowing you to gain her favor more easily. It invokes her qualities into your spirit, awakening the sacred feminine in all sexes.
If you are outside at night, or up early in the morning on a Friday or Monday, take a bath and look up to the skies. Allow your heart to lead your eyes, tracing the patterns of the starry skies until your gaze lands upon Her unmistakably bright star. Recite her hymn and present her true and secret name to the heavens, then bask in the power of the beauty the blankets your spirit.
I adore this Orphic Hymn to Aphrodite, but feel free to create your own in honor of her. We are all capable of creating such beauty with words.
“Heav'nly, illustrious, laughter-loving queen, sea-born, night-loving, of an awful mien;
Crafty, from whom necessity first came, producing, nightly, all-connecting dame:
'Tis thine the world with harmony to join, for all things spring from thee, O pow'r divine.
The triple Fates are rul'd by thy decree, and all productions yield alike to thee:
Whate'er the heav'ns, encircling all contain, earth fruit-producing, and the stormy main,
Thy sway confesses, and obeys thy nod, awful attendant of the brumal God:
Goddess of marriage, charming to the sight, mother of Loves, whom banquetings delight;
Source of persuasion, secret, fav'ring queen, illustrious born, apparent and unseen:
Spousal, lupercal, and to men inclin'd, prolific, most-desir'd, life-giving., kind:
Great sceptre-bearer of the Gods, 'tis thine, mortals in necessary bands to join;
And ev'ry tribe of savage monsters dire in magic chains to bind, thro' mad desire.
Come, Cyprus-born, and to my pray'r incline, whether exalted in the heav'ns you shine,
Or pleas'd in Syria's temple to preside, or o'er th' Egyptian plains thy car to guide,
Fashion'd of gold; and near its sacred flood, fertile and fam'd to fix thy blest abode;
Or if rejoicing in the azure shores, near where the sea with foaming billows roars,
The circling choirs of mortals, thy delight, or beauteous nymphs, with eyes cerulean bright,
Pleas'd by the dusty banks renown'd of old, to drive thy rapid, two-yok'd car of gold;
Or if in Cyprus with thy mother fair, where married females praise thee ev'ry year,
And beauteous virgins in the chorus join, Adonis pure to sing and thee divine;
Come, all-attractive to my pray'r inclin'd, for thee, I call, with holy, reverent mind.” – Orphic Hymn to Aphrodite.
“Heav'nly, illustrious, laughter-loving queen, sea-born, night-loving, of an awful mien;
Crafty, from whom necessity first came, producing, nightly, all-connecting dame:
'Tis thine the world with harmony to join, for all things spring from thee, O pow'r divine.
The triple Fates are rul'd by thy decree, and all productions yield alike to thee:
Whate'er the heav'ns, encircling all contain, earth fruit-producing, and the stormy main,
Thy sway confesses, and obeys thy nod, awful attendant of the brumal God:
Goddess of marriage, charming to the sight, mother of Loves, whom banquetings delight;
Source of persuasion, secret, fav'ring queen, illustrious born, apparent and unseen:
Spousal, lupercal, and to men inclin'd, prolific, most-desir'd, life-giving., kind:
Great sceptre-bearer of the Gods, 'tis thine, mortals in necessary bands to join;
And ev'ry tribe of savage monsters dire in magic chains to bind, thro' mad desire.
Come, Cyprus-born, and to my pray'r incline, whether exalted in the heav'ns you shine,
Or pleas'd in Syria's temple to preside, or o'er th' Egyptian plains thy car to guide,
Fashion'd of gold; and near its sacred flood, fertile and fam'd to fix thy blest abode;
Or if rejoicing in the azure shores, near where the sea with foaming billows roars,
The circling choirs of mortals, thy delight, or beauteous nymphs, with eyes cerulean bright,
Pleas'd by the dusty banks renown'd of old, to drive thy rapid, two-yok'd car of gold;
Or if in Cyprus with thy mother fair, where married females praise thee ev'ry year,
And beauteous virgins in the chorus join, Adonis pure to sing and thee divine;
Come, all-attractive to my pray'r inclin'd, for thee, I call, with holy, reverent mind.” – Orphic Hymn to Aphrodite.
May you always carry Her in your heart~
