The old ways still live here.
Hollar Root & Rite was born in the mountains of Eastern Kentucky, where old stories, old remedies, and old ways of understanding the world have a way of surviving long after they're forgotten everywhere else.
This work did not begin with an aesthetic. It began with a practice.
My grandmother June came from a large family and no matter what was happening she would remind me of the same thing every time I saw her throughout my life:
"There's always enough love to go around to everybody."
I have spent over twenty years learning that the same is true of nearly everything worth having. Enough love. Enough grace. Enough opportunity. Enough abundance. Enough room for all of us to be seen, protected, provided for, and remembered.
That belief is the foundation of everything here.
The Practice
I have been reading cards for twenty two years. I have been working this land, these botanicals, and this tradition for longer than most people selling conjure oils online have been interested in it.
What I offer is not a catalog. It is not a content strategy. It is work — rooted in Appalachian folk tradition, personal experience, prayer, and over two decades of reading the road for real people carrying real burdens.
Every working begins as a ritual. Clearing what's crossed, strengthening protection, opening a stuck road, drawing what's owed to you, blessing a home, or supporting personal transformation — all of it prepared with intention and prayer, carried out by hand in Eastern Kentucky, where the botanicals I use are wildcrafted from this specific land and nowhere else.
Some of that work I do for you. Some of it I hand to you — as an oil, a bath, a smoke bundle — so the practice can continue in your own home on your own time.
No two roads are alike. No two workings are either.
Soft Hands. Sharp Teeth.
The mountains taught me that care and protection are not opposites.
My practice reflects both — and I will not apologize for either half of it.
There is wisdom in gentleness. There are also times when gentleness alone is not enough and anyone who tells you otherwise has not sat with enough hard situations. Some roads call for comfort. Some call for blessing. Some call for patience. And some call for boundaries, removal, defense, and the willingness to protect what matters without flinching.
I know the difference. I have always known the difference.
Whether the work calls for healing, protection, prosperity, reconciliation, devotion, justice, or the drawing of a line that will not be crossed — my approach is the same. Listen carefully. Assess honestly. Do what the situation actually calls for.
Because the old ways were never only soft. And they were never only sharp. They were practical. They worked. And they still do.
The Cards
I practice primarily through Appalachian cartomancy using playing cards, with over twenty two years of experience reading for real people in real situations.
I do not believe the cards are a sentence. I believe the cards are the weather — revealing patterns, possibilities, obstacles, and opportunities. The road itself is always yours to walk. My job is to read it plainly enough that you know what you're actually standing in.
An honest reading of hard weather is worth more than a kind one that leaves you unprepared.
The Preparations
Every ritual oil, bath, smoke, and blend offered through Hollar Root & Rite is handcrafted in small batches using traditional methods suited to what's being worked. Resins, roots, and barks call for one kind of care. Florals and love work call for another. The old ways knew the difference even when modern shortcuts don't.
These preparations are not a separate product line. They are an extension of the ritual work itself — made so the practice does not end when the working does.
Why Hollar Root & Rite?
There are a great many people selling oils and readings online right now.
What I offer is not that.
It is work that comes from a real, lived relationship with this land, this tradition, and these cards — carried out at Easy E Farm, a hundred year old farmhouse in Pike County, Eastern Kentucky, where the botanicals in your bottle were wildcrafted by hand from soil I know by name.
I am not performing Appalachia. I am from it. I live it. I work it. And I have been doing this work — quietly, seriously, and without an audience — for a very long time.
Sometimes what we seek most is not power over others. It is a way back to ourselves. A way to feel protected. A way to feel hopeful. A way to feel seen. A way to remember who we are.
The old ways still have something to teach us about all of it.
Old Ways. New Roads.