The Liminal Acre began as a quiet experiment. A way to create with my hands while learning how to live in the in-between.

It wasn’t born from a plan or a perfect blueprint, but from resilience. From one acre of soil, a few stubborn dreams, and the slow, unglamorous process of becoming.

This space grew alongside me. Through seasons of change. Through questions without quick answers. Through the slow work of building a life from scraps of courage and quiet dreams.

What started as a piece of land became a way of life. A place to tend both earth and self with equal care.

The garden became my rhythm. A teacher in patience, presence, and imperfection. And from it, I began to craft small-batch soaps and candles, made slowly and with intention. Each one is an extension of this place, of this process.

The Liminal Acre lives in that in-between space. Not what was. Not quite what will be. Just here. Rooted in the present, reaching forward.

Everything I grow, make, or offer carries that spirit. Slow emergence. Gentle grit. Honoring the process over perfection.

If you find yourself somewhere in the in-between too, you're welcome here.