The Altar Healing and Ceremony

12/12/2025

END OF 2025 // into 2026 💠
Solstice & Yuletide preparations
a pregnant pause
an opportunity for integration
the vestibule between cycles 🧿⚔️🕯️

The year ahead has much in store for us all. May it be gentle with us. 🌲🙏 year ahead personalized Astro magick awaits you if desired, you know where to find me…. Xoxo Teagan

12/12/2025

END OF 2025 // a pregnant pause, an opportunity for integration ~ the vestibule between cycles 🧿⚔️🕯️

12/09/2025

ENTERING THE DREAMCAVE 🕯️ Jan 3rd, 4-6:30pm
A ceremony at
5 SPACES LEFT ~ check the Lynx 🧿
🖤🦂🖤

Being a descendent of diaspora is an aching, prickly thing. No one talked about our history, nor affirmed that my wild childhood obsession with Egyptian mythologies wasn’t just another trivial curiosity. There are ways of tracing the dots back home that only the heart knows.

I have been tracing these particular lines for many years, that eventually disperse into sand & sunlight. Being Egyptian is not some New Age spiritual glamour spectacle; it is complex, confronting & layered. My first reintroduction to homeland was nothing short of intense; & still, the land welcomed me home.

To be honest, it is taken many years for me to feel ready to share this facet of my ancestry in ritual space. Ancient Egypt is VERY hip in new age spirituality, which wildly dilutes the complexity present within its history. My ancestry traces back to Coptic Egyptians, and so much of that origin story has been warped due to this spectacle.

So I offer this invitation with a deep bow in my heart to my ancestors, in hopes of transmitting some of the wisdom they’ve shared with me. Their directive has continuously been to do so through the ritual of embodiment, sensuality & presence. That is where the secrets are revealed, the temple within. Join us if you wish.

This space is for female-bodied or femme-identifying people. I may open it up in the future, as the sensitivity of the container expands.

Deep, profound bow of gratitude to my teacher & ukhti for reconnecting me with an ancestral plant kin I have waited lifetimes to meet. My ancestors thank you for your teachings & stewardship ongoing 🫂

12/08/2025

https://lotus.rsvpify.com Frequency Wellness Space Teagan West The Altar Healing and Ceremony

January 3, 2026 @ 4:00 PM - Frequency Wellness Space - 34 Elton St Suite 103, Rochester, NY 14607, USA

12/06/2025

In Praise of Death 🕯️🪽

When you cry out for your people, they will come. I truly believe the ancestors are rarely closer than when someone is entering this world, & when someone is preparing to leave it. There were countless mysteries & miracles circling around our family for weeks leading up to this moment, long before any of us knew what was coming. The Ancestors knew very well, & did their best to prepare us.

Supporting my nana felt like a culmination of all the many years me & my mom had spent preparing the path by developing relationship with the Unseen. I will never forget the both of us blessing her body to prepare her for transition; three generations woven together, in collaboration with Death’s benevolent presence.

Yes, Benevolent. I do not feel my nana was taken from the world. I feel she was swept up by soft wings, that she had known for many years were on their way to her. I am so insanely proud of her courage to say “I’m ready”.

Stubborn til the very end. I get so much of my spirit from that woman, blood of my blood. That Capricorn spirit, fierce & unwavering. Sharp as a knife, smart as a whip. A force of woman unlike any I’ve known, & one I learned so much from. My responsibility- keep a good flame.

I will never forget how many spirits filled a single hospital room when it was finally time for her to go. I will never forget how much love I could tangibly feel in the air, full of song & laughter. It was a celebration. A warm, bubbling crowd of so many beloveds. All of these ancestors that I had been connecting with for years, all in one room.

It was humbling, how many people look at me like I’m crazy when I say “it was a Good Death. It was Beautiful”. I forget how deathphobic our culture is. Amidst so many people responding with “I’m so sorry for your loss”, there were a small few who knew the words I really needed to hear; “I hope she gets home safe”.

As Andrea Gibson says;
“My love, I was so wrong.
Dying is the opposite of leaving. When I left my body, I did not go away. That portal of light was not a portal to elsewhere, but a portal to here. I am more here than I ever was before. I am more with you than I ever could have imagined.”

12/02/2025

GEMINI FULL MOON 🪽 Dec 4th, 2025 @ 6:14pm EST

Ruled by Mercury in Scorpio, the messenger as psychopomp ~ the ferrymen. We make our journey.

Read for your rising sign, as usual ~ perhaps your Mercury too. Much love 🕯️

11/28/2025

HOLIDAY BLESSINGS ⭕️ Handcrafted with Love

Beloved Ones! Solstice is upon us, & I am deep in the visioning cave with these beautiful ritual tools. There is so much aliveness in this process of making, a constant ritual fire being tending. The spirits are close, the ancestors closer. It seems they know healing work is afoot.

If you’ve been here awhile, you know I’ve been slowly honing this craft for many years — it is a process of stewardship, of lineage in blood & spirit, a responsibility to carry on the teachings of my people. My grandfathers were musicians & leatherworkers, weavers of community. Each piece is made in their honor; Papa Bear & Grandpa Red West.

These pieces are intrinsically custom; whether or not I know whose hands they will land in, the spirits do. I am in service to their guidance, every element of each piece chosen with care & deep listening. The Wood of the drum frame, the animal kin’s skin, the fur & decoration. Every element is intentional, to amplify the medicine of the player.

These are not just objects — they are healing allies; collaborators along your path. For those that commission a custom piece, your ritual intentions are deeply needed. All of it contributed to the potency of the medicine involved — it is YOU.

I have materials enough for four drums available to be made in time for solstice, as well as a few rattles. If one of these kin are calling to you, reach out soon.

And, for those looking to gift your beloved a piece, gift cards are always available. They can be applied to healing sessions & Readings as well, so your dear ones have choice.

Thank you for your support of my humble workings. Every ounce literally has the power to change my life, and I do not take this generosity for granted. Miigwech, Sláinte, شكرا. ❤️

11/24/2025

This year has felt like taking a big bite out of the World’s Heart. I feel much like a snake trying to slowly digest her recent meal. That serpentine mother has been with me from the start, belly to the Earth, sensing the subtle vibrations of change. I am that slithering one, turned inside out by the wonder & mystery of this life.

I was swept away on so many sudden journeys this year, as my feet slowly try to return to land. Ending a Jupiter profection year, exalted & transiting my 9th house. I should have expected so many unexpected explorations. I learned so much in such a condensed amount of time, I feel it will take many seasons to properly integrate its teachings.

I met so many gorgeous people, fell in love with the world over & over again. In all of her pain, in all of her joy, she is aching to be loved, and I am trying to love Her well. My Scorpionic heart chose this, in all of its mysterious intensity. Trying not to drown myself in the guilt of privilege, & actually receive the gifts that are here. The work of lifetimes.

I see the intelligence of it, being transplanted out of my engrained patterns & ways of being. Being challenged to release old belief systems, & be renewed by the world baring her Heart & Teeth. Fearsome, stunning, ravenous. Longing for my participation.

The last few years brought me to my knees, questioning my sense of everything. Purpose, meaning, service. Where to put all of this Love. “Into the Hearts of strangers”, — She answered.

Grateful. Humbled. Curious. Nothing is the same. Everything anew. I am opening my heart to whatever may come, with courage & resolve. I choose to be All the Way Here. No more faltering, questioning, distracting. This is the work right here. To love each other well. To show up fully & mean it. To choose to participate, no matter how much it hurts.

We are alive with hearts on fire in these burning times. What else is there? I take all of this privilege & this willing heart, and say Yes.
🦂❤️‍🔥⚔️

11/22/2025

ECSTATIC DANCE • ROCHESTER NY ❤️‍🔥 WINTER SEASON
Sundays 5-7pm @ The Rose Room
Sliding scale $10-30 // RSVP to Teagan!

Hello beloveds! We’re BACK for our winter season of ecstatic dance! 6 years strong 💕 come join us!!

We’ll be dancing in the beautiful Rose Room in the South Wedge, home of Rochester dance community for decades!! 💠

Here are the full list of dates! Mark your calendars!! Bring your homies!! 💕

Sundays, 5-7pm!
- NOV 30
- DEC 14
- JAN 11, 2026
- JAN 25, 2026
- FEB 8, 2026
- FEB 22, 2026
- MAR 8, 2026
- MAR 22, 2026

Bring your beloveds, boogie in community ~ all bodies & abilities welcome, come as you are! 💕🫂🕯️

Hope to see you this season!!

11/20/2025

ALTAR RITUAL ARTS • handmade with love & care
🦌🏔️🪶🕯️🌌 .ritual.arts

Sweet friends, I hope you’re doing well. Coming to you with excitement as I prepare another family of drums & rattles to be born into the world. As the solstice approaches, I feel the Great Spirit Bear blessing each piece with its wisdom.

As many of you know, I have been creating these ritual tools for years as a devotional practice & offering. To me, they are not just tools — but also spirit helpers, protective allies, medicine kin that help us to do the deep work we steward in the world. No matter how you identify, practitioner or otherwise, these little magicians are here to partner with our magick.

This process has taught me so much. From sourcing ethical materials from my community & the land, to really intentionally slowing down so I can be in deep receptivity with the spirit of each piece as it comes into being. It has become the heart of my own devotional & ritual practice.

Blessed by the clean waters of the River, offerings made to the land spirits, sung over in prayer, witnessed by the ancestors. It is all On Purpose, as it should be. Gratitude to my family + teachers who have taught me SO much about this process of Creation. 🏔️

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I have a series of DRUMS & RATTLES in the works for the winter season, as we approach Solstice. I prefer to make each piece specifically for the one to whom it belongs, so please reach out if you’d like a custom & we can weave ritual intent.

DRUMS are 16 or 18 inch maple frames, with deer, buffalo, horse or elk skin. Deerskin can be color dyed with advance notice ❤️ each comes with a handmade be**er, + your choice of handle weave.

RATTLES are made with bear skin, deer tine handles and your choice of fur. Filled with quartz crystal & seashells, bells optional to add on for faerie magick.

All pieces come with a bag of To***co to offer to the land upon receiving & awakening their voice. 🕯️💠
All materials are sourced ethically from fellow community members. A group effort. 🫂

To receive in time for the holidays, please let me know by Dec 8 if you’d like a piece ❤️🏔️ mucho amor !!

First photo by my beloved 🤍

11/19/2025

ANCESTOR CIRCLES ⭕️ gathering in community to tend, repair & commune with our lineages

This work will weave across the threshold of the winter solstice and into the new year, culminating at Imbolc as we plant a seed of New Life with our people.

We move through lineage tending, cultural repair & intergenerational healing. We hold the blessings & burdens in each hand, and examine what it means to be the face of our bloodlines.

We begin the second week of December — still some spaces in our Thursday evening group; 6pm EST. Reach out if interested :)

BIG LOVE ❤️‍🔥🏔️🕯️