There is an ancient path, written in fragrance and carried in the bloodlines of the wild feminine, that has never truly been forgotten. It is the path of the Myrrhophore - the holy oil-bearer, the priestess who stands at the threshold of life, death and resurrection, holding the alabaster jar. For centuries, this sacred art was whispered in the shadows, encoded in the symbols of the Rose, and safely kept within the lineage of Mary Magdalene. But the earth is shifting and the priestesses are waking up.
This book is not merely a guide; it is an active temple of initiation.
223 pages
© 2026 by Donna Maria Gerrard
There is an ancient path, written in fragrance and carried in the bloodlines of the wild feminine, that has never truly been forgotten. It is the path of the Myrrhophore - the holy oil-bearer, the priestess who stands at the threshold of life, death and resurrection, holding the alabaster jar. For centuries, this sacred art was whispered in the shadows, encoded in the symbols of the Rose, and safely kept within the lineage of Mary Magdalene. But the earth is shifting and the priestesses are waking up.
This book is not merely a guide; it is an active temple of initiation.
223 pages
© 2026 by Donna Maria Gerrard
