Clean Citrus Lift
White Hojari clears the room first with bright lemon and a hint of pine that cuts through stagnant air.
Nie znaleziono regionów

Czarny i biały Hojari zjednoczeni. Jeden uziemia ziemistą, balsamiczną głębią. Drugi oczyszcza jasnym cytrusowym uniesieniem. Razem tworzą pełną ekspresję najlepszego kadzidła świata.
Słodko-korzenna głębia czarnego Hojari spotyka jasną cytrusową klarowność białego. Kompletne, nie konkurujące.
Ziemiste ciepło czarnego Hojari zakotwicza Cię. Jasna klarowność białego Hojari unosi Cię. Cisza mieszka tam, gdzie się spotykają.
Sanktuarium to nie miejsce, które odwiedzasz. To stan, do którego wracasz. To Hojari, po które sięgniesz każdego ranka.
Nigdy nie zabraknie. Otrzymuj kadzidło Hojari w wybranej częstotliwości i oszczędź 20% przy każdej dostawie. Anuluj w dowolnym momencie.
Do palenia (sakralny dym):
Do użytku zewnętrznego (przeciwzapalny)
Mieszanka Hojari pochodzi z drzew Boswellia sacra w górach Dhofaru w Omanie. Zbierana raz w roku podczas sezonu monsunowego khareef, każda partia jest ręcznie sortowana przez lokalne rodziny, które opiekują się tymi drzewami od pokoleń.
Pozyskujemy bezpośrednio od rodzin zbieraczy w Salalah. Bez pośredników. Uczciwe wynagrodzenie.
Każdy zakup wspiera wysiłki na rzecz ponownego zalesiania, by chronić te pradawne drzewa.
Wysyłka: Zamówienia wysyłamy w ciągu 1 dnia roboczego z naszego magazynu w Polsce lub Kalifornii, w zależności od tego, który jest bliżej Ciebie. Darmowa wysyłka przy zamówieniach powyżej 340 zł. Wysyłamy na cały świat.
Zwroty: 30-dniowa gwarancja satysfakcji. Jeśli nie spełni Twoich oczekiwań, zwróć nieużytą żywicę za pełny zwrot. Nawet po otwarciu.
We have more tools for calmness than any generation in history. Yet actual peace has never felt further away.
You burn candles that smell like vanilla or linen. They scent the room, but they don't shift the energy. They are perfume, not medicine. They lack the lineage to actually clear the air.
Peace has become another item on your to-do list. You "do" the breathwork. You "do" the journaling. You are working so hard to relax that you're more exhausted than when you started.
You try to meditate, but your phone is your teacher. You're seeking ancient peace through a machine designed to keep you addicted.
The mind cannot quiet the mind. You need something that speaks to your nervous system in a language older than words.
Nature didn't design you to meditate with an app. It designed you to sit by a fire, smell the resin rising, and let stillness take over.
From noise to stillness. From seeking to being.
What happens when you burn Hojari Frankincense daily? It's the stillness you've been seeking.
Within 90 seconds of lighting Hojari Frankincense, your space transforms. The earthy warmth settles you. The bright clarity lifts you. This is what sacred space actually feels like.
Light one tear at sunrise. Watch the smoke spiral upward. Take three deep breaths. Your day begins from stillness, not chaos.
"Palę kadzidło od piętnastu lat. To jest inne. Czarne i białe razem tworzą coś, co mogę opisać tylko jako kompletne. Jakby dym wiedział, co oczyścić, a co zostawić."
That racing mind at night? The endless planning? Sultan's Jade contains incensole acetate, a compound shown to calm neural pathways. Not metaphorically. Literally.
"Jestem terapeutką. Wchłaniam wszystko od moich klientów. To jedyna rzecz, która naprawdę mnie oczyszcza. Palę to między sesjami. Bez negocjacji."
One burn clears a room. But daily burns change how a home feels. After a week, your space holds the stillness. After a month, you carry it with you. This is Hojari you won't hesitate to reach for.
"Pierwszego tygodnia zauważyłem, że moje mieszkanie pachnie inaczej. W trzecim tygodniu zauważyłem, że ja czuję się inaczej. Spokojniejszy, zanim dzień się zacznie. To już nie dym. To to, co dym zbudował."
Most frankincense is just smoke. Sultan's Jade is a living resin — three distinct notes that unfold as it burns.
White Hojari clears the room first with bright lemon and a hint of pine that cuts through stagnant air.
Warm earth, subtle spice, balsamic depth. This is what Omani homes smell like.
A dry, resinous amber that stays in the room long after the smoke fades. Grounded, not heavy
One rare resin. Three transformative rituals.
Rooted in 6,000 years of wisdom.
Pick the ritual that calls to you:
Light charcoal outdoors. Wait until it glows grey with fine ash. Set your intention.
Place a single tear on the coal. Watch the white jade smoke spiral upward instantly.
Close your eyes. Breathe deeply. Let the Boswellic scent ground your nervous system.
Crush resin into powder. Place in jar with organic Jojoba or Almond oil.
Place on sunny windowsill for 28 days. Shake daily with intention.
Strain through cheesecloth. Apply to face or body. Watch skin transform.
Most frankincense is African Boswellia carterii. Mass-harvested up to twelve times a year. Hojari is wild Omani Boswellia sacra, tapped once yearly by families who've worked these mountains for generations. Same genus. Different species. Different experience.
When the Wise Men brought frankincense to Bethlehem, it came from Dhofar. When Egyptian priests burned incense, it came from Dhofar. African varieties only entered the market when demand outstripped what Oman could supply.
Even within Oman, four grades exist. Hojari comes from the high eastern peaks. No fog. No humidity. Fierce sun and limestone soil. The highest concentration of boswellic acids of any frankincense in the world.
African frankincense smells like smoke. Hojari smells like a living thing. Bright citrus top notes. Warm balsamic heart. A clean, honeyed finish that lingers for hours. One burn and you'll understand why empires fought over this.
Most frankincense is African. Most people never know the difference.
You will.
Pure Hojari frankincense from Oman. Hand-harvested, energetically cleared, and prepared with intention.
Light the resin before you meditate. Before you journal. Before you breathe. Within 30 days, the scent becomes a shortcut back to the calm you've been building.
Scent meets intention.
Light the resin. Sit. Meditate, journal, or simply breathe. You're teaching your nervous system that this specific scent means it's time to go inward.
Your body remembers first.
Something shifts. The moment the smoke rises, you feel yourself settling before you've even closed your eyes. What once took effort now happens on its own.
One breath brings you back.
Now you don't need the full ritual. Light the resin before a difficult call or when the world feels loud. One breath and your body knows exactly where to go.
This is scent as spiritual technology.
Your stillness, waiting in the smoke.
For centuries, Royal Hojari has been reserved for sultans and spiritual masters.
Today, most frankincense is diluted, synthesized, or stripped of its soul. Not ours.
The top 1% of Oman's harvest — the same purity once reserved for sultans and sacred ceremony.
Gathered from centuries-old Boswellia sacra in Dhofar's mountains — tapped once yearly to preserve potency.
Safe to burn, steep, or apply to skin. Zero fillers, zero synthetic oils — just crystallized tree resin.
Partner families harvesting these trees for five generations. Every order plants a Boswellia sacra seedling.
"Wypróbowałam 7 marek przed Sacrasoul. Nic nie zbliża się do tej czystości."
"Zapach przemienił moją medytację. W końcu rozumiem, co oznacza 'sakralne'."
"Jedyna żywica, której używam w moim studio. Studenci zawsze pytają, co to jest."
Sacred Promise
Use Sacrasoul for 30 days. If your space doesn't feel more still, more sacred, we'll gladly refund you for the unused portion.
We harvest this resin by hand from sacred frankincense trees in Oman.
We know what you're receiving. You will too.
Sacred Reciprocity
5% of every order plants a Boswellia sapling in Dhofar and supports the harvesting families who've tended these groves for generations.
Based on 67 verified reviews
100% Verified PurchasesShare your sacred journey
Showing 7 of 29 written reviews
Our signature blend of premium Hojari grades. Perfect entry point into authentic Omani frankincense.