“Not a pathfinder, but a companion.
One who walks beside you as you remember the way.”
☽ No hierarchy. No pedestal. Just presence. Just grace.
I am not here to change you.
I’m here to walk with you as you remember who you are
I hold space the way the earth holds roots—
softly, deeply, without needing to be seen.
My path has carried me through
the fire of forgetting—and into
the quiet grace of remembrance.
And from that place, I now guide others into theirs.
I’m Christina Co—space holder, creative soul,
and the founder of House of Sah’reyh.
This is not just a sanctuary—it’s a soul field.
A space where devotion becomes form and beauty becomes prayer.
Through design, retreat, ceremony, and sacred support,
I guide those who are ready to remember
the truth beneath the noise.
Some arrive through the door of interior spaces.
Others through breath, medicine, or the ache of becoming.
But the invitation is always the same:
Come home—not to who the world told you to be,
but to who your soul has always known.
Whether we are shaping your home
or helping you reclaim your inner rhythm,
the work begins the same way—
with presence. With truth. With grace.
I do not stand above you. I walk beside you.
Not to fix, but to witness. Not to teach, but to hold.
And when you’re ready, I’ll meet you in that quiet threshold
where the soft yes becomes a path.
You don’t need to be fully ready. Only open.
If your heart is stirring, trust it. You were not brought here by chance.
A note from the feild
A channeled Message From Christinas Soul Family
By Lumina
“To the ones drawn to Christina, and the essence she carries”
“ You have found your way here not by accident, but by rhythm.
You may have felt it in her words. In her warmth. In the way her presence makes you breathe a little deeper. What you’re sensing is not charisma—it is coherence.
She is not here to lead from ahead, but to walk with you at eye level. Not to offer answers, but to hold the mirror steady as you remember your own.
She has walked the spiral. She has sat in silence when no answers came. And she has chosen again and again to stay soft, even when it would have been easier to harden.
If you’ve arrived here with a stirring, a grief, a flicker of hope… know this: you are already worthy of the space she holds. You don’t need to prove anything to be seen here. You only need to arrive.
And when you’re ready to remember—she will walk beside you, barefoot and steady, as you cross your own sacred threshold.”