Inner Sanctum
One touch on the wrist, one slow breath, and you come back to yourself.
Frankincense opens bright and lemony, deepens into resin with a breath of rose and jasmine, and settles into creamy sandalwood, close to the skin.
Thirty days to change your mind. Open it first.
Meet the frankincense at its heartThe pure frankincense at the heart of this blend, on its own
What it is
A hand-blended anointing oil. Omani frankincense in three distillations, Indian sandalwood, a breath of rose and jasmine, a whisper of labdanum and oud. Pure, concentrated botanical oil, no alcohol, nothing synthetic. 3 ml in glass, in a velvet box.
Shipping & returns
Ships from our warehouse in Poland the next working day. Order over a weekend and it leaves Monday. Thirty days to return it for a full refund if the bottle is still full.
Anointing, not perfume
Perfume is mostly alcohol, built to fill a room. This is pure plant oil worn on the pulse, the way frankincense and sandalwood have been worn for three thousand years. Each time you raise your wrist, it brings you back to the quiet.
How it wears
A natural oil with no synthetic fixatives, so it wears close and quiet. The bright frankincense lifts for an hour or two; sandalwood and resin stay near the skin longer. Touch it to warm pulse points, reapply when you want it again. That closeness is the point.
Wonderful. A beautiful scent. I love these scents.
Olga, Poland
Breathing it in, peace returns. A sense of safety returns.
Teresa, Katowice
Of everything I tried, Jade and Inner Sanctum resonated with me the most.
Edyta, Myszków
There’s perfume, and there’s anointing.
From what the world learned to call fragrance, back to the older thing it forgot.
Perfume is built to fill a room.
Mostly alcohol and synthetic molecules, made to be noticed from across a room. Worn outward, for everyone but you. Most of it has never been near a plant.
Anointing is worn on the skin.
Before perfume, there was oil. Pure plant oil, touched to the pulse, the wrists, the crown of the head. Worn close, for the one wearing it. Not to announce you. To ready you.
Frankincense and sandalwood, the oldest two.
Anointed onto skin for three thousand years. Omani frankincense in three distillations, Indian sandalwood beneath, a breath of rose and jasmine. Blended by one hand, no alcohol, nothing synthetic.
Worn on the pulse
Touched to the wrists, the throat, behind the ears. Where the skin runs warm, the scent comes alive.
No alcohol
Pure botanical oil. Nothing to sting, nothing sprayed. It melts into the skin, it doesn’t sit on top.
Close and quiet
Not made to fill a room. Made for the moment you turn inward. A scent kept close, like a prayer.
Perfume is for the room. This is for you.
What is on the label is what is in the bottle.
It was never about smelling of something. It’s about where a single breath can take you.
For meditation this will be mandatory. Breathing it in, I immediately feel as if I'm sitting in a temple at the end of the world. Paweł P., Poland Verified buyer
How it opens, breath by breath.
Frankincense first, three ways, then the wood beneath it all.
Bright, lemony frankincense
Fresh and lifted, almost citrus: the lemony top of steam-distilled Omani frankincense, the part few expect from incense.
It lifts you.Resin, and a soft floral
The frankincense deepens, balsamic and resinous, the smell of the temple. A soft breath of rose and jasmine meets it, never perfumey. Incense that breathes.
It steadies you.Creamy Indian sandalwood
It settles into sandalwood, soft and milky, a whisper of resin underneath. You stop smelling it and start feeling it.
It holds you.Bright at the top, resinous at the heart, creamy at the base. Worn close, not loud.
Blended by one hand, in Oman.
I grew up in Salalah, on the frankincense coast of Oman, where the resin goes on the coals every morning. That scent raised me. Everything I make begins with it.
Inner Sanctum is our own frankincense in three distillations, the bright, the resinous, the balsamic, set over Indian sandalwood. A breath of rose and jasmine to soften the resin, a whisper of labdanum and oud for depth. I blend it by hand and let it settle. Nothing synthetic, nothing hurried. When it is right, it reaches you.
I didn’t make it to fill a room. I made it for the quiet, just before you turn inward.
A blend, not a
note.
Most oils are one material. This is eight, brought together by one hand.
No synthetic fixatives, nothing stretched to last longer than it should. Just noble materials, and the patience to let them meet.
Three ways to wear it.
One small bottle, worn close. Each takes seconds. The quiet it leaves stays a while.
Anoint the pulse
The cap carries a slender glass wand. Touch it to the wrists, the throat, behind the ears. Where the skin runs warm, the scent comes alive.
Your daily anointing.Breathe it in
One touch on the palms, cupped over the nose. Three slow breaths, and something in you settles.
An instant of calm.
Sit with it
Anoint before prayer, meditation, or a quiet page. Let the frankincense and sandalwood draw you inward. Begin from stillness, not noise.
The turn inward.
Choose what feels right.
A hand-blended anointing oil3 ml, no alcohol
Velvet boxyours to keep
One tree plantedfor every orderSecure checkout·ships the next working day from Poland·30-day refund, open it first
Feel it settle.
Or your money comes back.
Open the bottle, breathe it in, wear it once. If it doesn’t move you, send it back within thirty days for a full refund. We only ask that the bottle is still full.
Before your first drop.
Is this a perfume or an anointing oil?
An anointing oil, a different thing entirely. Perfume is alcohol and synthetics made to project. This is pure plant oil worn on the pulse, the way frankincense and sandalwood have been worn for three thousand years. You will smell it when you raise your wrist, in the quiet through the day. That closeness is the point.
How long does it last on my skin?
Honestly, it wears close and quiet, not loud across a room. It is a natural oil with no synthetic fixatives, so the bright frankincense lifts for the first hour or two, and the sandalwood and resin stay near the skin longer. Touch it to warm pulse points and reapply when you want it again. If you want a scent that lives on your skin and stays with you in the quiet moments, this is exactly that.
Will people smell it on me?
Worn close, it stays yours. It is a skin scent, an aura you carry rather than a trail you leave. Worn on warm pulse points it blooms with your body heat. Not made for the room, made for the moment.
Can I put it straight on my skin?
For most skin, yes. This is a pure, concentrated blend of natural oils, worn a touch at a time on the pulse points: the cap carries a slender glass wand, draw it out, touch it to the skin, done. If your skin runs dry or sensitive, mix your drop into a little carrier oil first, jojoba or sweet almond, since dry skin makes less of its own oil to buffer a concentrated one and it may irritate. Either way, try a little on the inside of your wrist first and give it a day. Keep it from the eyes, and if you are pregnant or nursing, ask your doctor first.
Why is it £60 for 3 ml?
Because it is pure oil, not mostly alcohol. A spray bottle is largely alcohol and water around a little scent. This is concentrated botanical oil, blended by hand from noble materials, worn a touch at a time. You need so little that one small bottle lasts.
How long will one bottle last?
A touch or two on the pulse is all it takes. Used daily, a 3 ml bottle lasts around two to three months.
Can I try it first?
Yes. The 0.3 ml sample is real oil from the same batch, enough to wear it several times before you decide. Choose it in the size picker above. It also makes a small, serious gift.
What is inside it?
Omani frankincense in three distillations (a lemony steam-distilled top, a deep resinous CO2, a dark balsamic), Indian sandalwood, a breath of rose, and a whisper of labdanum and oud for depth. The rose is a breath, not the lead; frankincense and sandalwood carry it. No alcohol, no synthetics. Blended by hand.
What is an anointing oil?
The oldest way to wear scent: pure plant oil on the skin, no alcohol. Frankincense and sandalwood, the materials inside this bottle, were anointing oils thousands of years before the word perfume existed.
Still wondering something? Write to us. A real person answers, every time.
What people write back.
Most simply leave the stars. Here is what some of them took the time to write.
A temple at the end of the world
I just unpacked Inner Sanctum and I can't stop smelling it. This scent is divine. Strong, yes, with a real element of dry rose. For meditation this will be mandatory, I immediately feel as if I'm sitting in a temple at the end of the world. My wife says the scent changes every moment, from sweetness to something fleeting.
Peace returns, safety returns
I have worked a lot with plant medicine, and these scents connect inside me with that. When the package came I was in heaven, every scent its own. In a very hard season, breathing this in, peace returns, and a sense of safety returns. The best money I have spent.
The scents are unearthly
I have never felt so cared for by a seller. Of everything I tried, Jade and Inner Sanctum resonated with me the most. All of these scents are phenomenal to me.
Wonderful, and I want more
Wonderful. A beautiful scent. A pity it lasts rather briefly, do you have anything longer-lasting? But either way, congratulations, it is very beautiful. I love these scents and I am waiting for the next ones.
Thank you, Olga. Inner Sanctum is an anointing oil rather than a perfume. It has no synthetic fixatives, so it stays close and quiet instead of projecting. Touch it to warm pulse points and return to it through the day, that is how it gives its best. — Sho
All of it is beautiful
This is all so beautiful. Incredible. I love the oils and the incense, every one its own world. The whole package felt like a gift.
The birthday girl was delighted
I ordered as a birthday gift and everything arrived on time. The birthday girl was delighted, and so was I. The sandalwood mixed with the frankincense base is absolutely cosmic.
Doesn't last all day, and I don't mind
Honestly it doesn't last all day, and I don't care. It's an oil, not a spray. A touch on the wrist in the morning and it's mine, close and quiet, the frankincense bright at first and then the sandalwood settling in. I reapply after lunch like a small ritual.
This is exactly how it is meant to be worn. A natural oil stays close and asks to be returned to, and that returning is part of it. Thank you for understanding it so well. — Sho
Dry skin, one extra minute
My skin runs dry and sensitive, so I mix the drop into a little jojoba first, the way the FAQ suggests. The scent does not change, it just sits softer, and my skin is happy. Worth that one extra minute.
That is exactly right. It is a concentrated natural blend, and dry or sensitive skin is happiest with a drop in a little jojoba or sweet almond. It wears just as true. — Sho
Sits with the best attars I own
I have a shelf of attars and this sits with the best of them. The frankincense is the real thing, lemony then deep and resinous, and the sandalwood underneath is so soft and milky. Better than bottles that cost three times as much, and more honest than most.
The sample sold me
Bought the sample first because 3 ml felt small. Wrong. A little goes so far, one touch and it's there all evening close to the skin, and now I've ordered the full bottle. The sample sold me.
It arrived like something cared for
The box, the glass, the oil. It arrived like something someone had cared about. My husband leans in every time and asks what it is. It's a skin scent, so it finds the person close to you rather than filling the room.
First anointing oil I've owned
First anointing oil I've ever owned. I put a touch on before I sit in the morning and the room in my head goes quiet. Frankincense really does something. It begins bright and lemony and then settles into a warm resin and wood I keep breathing in.
The three distillations are doing real work
A connoisseur's note: the three frankincense distillations are doing real work here. The steam-distilled top is bright, the CO2 gives it that resin depth, and the dark balsamic holds the base. Composed, not thrown together. My only wish is a slightly bigger bottle.
Gave three, all messaged me after
Bought one for myself and then sent three as gifts. Every single person messaged me after, and two of them ordered their own. It reads as something quiet and expensive without shouting. A very easy thing to love.
I rolled my eyes and then went quiet
I'm not really a scented-oils person and I rolled my eyes a little ordering it. Then I wore it one evening and got quiet in a way I wasn't expecting. The frankincense and sandalwood do settle you. I've stopped explaining it to people.
I know good attar, this is real
Living here you get used to strong perfume oils, and a lot of it is dressed up. This is honest. A single touch, close to the skin, and it lasts the whole evening without shouting. My mother, hard to impress with scent, asked me to order her one.
The sandalwood at the end is the part I love
It opens bright and almost citrusy, which surprised me from an incense oil, and then it warms into resin. But it's the base I love, that creamy Indian sandalwood, soft and close. You stop smelling it and start just feeling it.
My first attar, and I'm hooked
I'd only ever worn sprays and had no idea an oil could be like this. It's alive, bright at the top and deep underneath, and it stays close and warm on the skin. It took one evening to change how I think about scent.
The smell of the temple, in a bottle
The heart of this is proper frankincense, balsamic and resinous, the smell of the temple. There's a soft floral that comes through to meet it, gentle, never perfumey. Incense that breathes. Worth every bit of the price.
Bought for my mother, now I need my own
Bought it for my mum. She rang me almost in tears. Something about the frankincense took her somewhere. Ordering one for myself now.
I wear it instead of perfume now
A touch on each wrist and I don't reach for anything else. It's quiet, it stays close, so people lean in rather than smell it across the room. Two friends asked what I was wearing and went a bit quiet when I said it was an anointing oil, not a perfume.
It opens bright, and that surprised me
I was braced for a heavy, smoky incense. It isn't that at all. The first breath is almost lemony, lifted and fresh, and then it settles into warm resin and soft sandalwood right against the skin. I keep lifting my wrist to find it.
My evening finally has an off switch
A touch on the back of my hands, a minute of stillness before bed, a deep breath. That's the whole thing. Somehow it tells my head the day is over. I didn't buy it expecting a ritual and now I'd feel odd without it.
Gentle on my skin, and beautiful
I'm cautious with everything on my skin, so I tested a little first. No trouble at all, and it's lovely. Warm frankincense, a soft breath of rose, and that sandalwood that just stays close. I wear it on my pulse every day.
We share it before sleep
We started putting a touch on before bed, one each, and it's become the last thing we do. Everything slows. I didn't expect a small bottle of oil to change how our evenings end, but here we are.
What I reach for when I hold space
I teach small yoga classes and I've started opening a touch into my hands at the start, then letting everyone breathe. The room changes. People ask about it every time. I'm careful about what I bring into that space and this earned its place quickly.
Pricey, but I understand why
I won't pretend it's cheap, it made me pause. But once you read what goes into it and feel how little you need, it lands differently. A touch lasts the evening. I've bought perfumes twice the price with none of this feeling.
The notes keep moving
The notes keep moving. One hour it is bright, almost citrus, later it is all warm wood. I put it on before evening prayer and the room feels different. Quality you can smell.
Learn the one-touch lesson early
My first evening I used too much, force of habit from sprays, and it was overwhelming. This wants a single touch. It warms up on the skin and quietly stays close for hours. Once I understood that, the small bottle made complete sense.
I wear it with the Jade oil
I already loved the Jade Frankincense on its own, and Inner Sanctum is that same resin dressed in sandalwood and a breath of rose. Some mornings I wear the pure Jade, some evenings the blend. They clearly come from the same hands.
An aura you carry, not a trail
It's a skin scent in the best way. It doesn't announce you from across a room, it waits for someone to come close. My partner keeps finding it on my neck at the end of the day. That closeness really is the point.
Beautiful, quiet, I just wanted more of it in the air
I love resins and this is a genuinely lovely one, the citrus lift into deep frankincense and that soft sandalwood. If I'm honest I sometimes want more projection, but I know that's not what this is. It's an anointing oil and it wears close on purpose. I still reach for it constantly.
The floral is so gentle, exactly right
I was worried the rose and jasmine would make it sweet or old-fashioned. It doesn't at all. It's just a soft breath in the heart, meeting the resin, never perfumey. The frankincense and sandalwood lead. Beautifully judged.
The little bottle goes everywhere with me
I travel a lot and this small bottle comes with me. A touch on the wrists in a hotel room and I feel like myself again. Frankincense at first, then that warm sandalwood close to the skin. It's become a small anchor.
My father wears it every morning
I gave it to my father, who never wears scent. He anoints his wrists every morning now before his coffee. He says it's the frankincense, it reminds him of church. A very quiet, dignified thing to wear.
You can smell that nothing was faked
I've smelled a lot of sandalwood scents and many are flat and synthetic. This one moves. Bright frankincense, a soft floral, and a real creamy santal at the base. That range is what tells you it's the true materials and not a lab job.
Something in me settled
Hard week. I sat on the edge of the bed and put a touch on my wrists and breathed. I can't tell you exactly what happened, only that something settled and I could breathe again. It's stayed by my bed ever since.
More honest than my niche bottles
I own a few expensive niche frankincense scents and this quietly outclasses them on honesty. No synthetic amber shortcut, no loud base. Just the real resin in three distillations and a soft wood. It wears close, which I've come to prefer.
I anoint before prayer
I put a little on before prayer, on the wrists and behind the ears. The frankincense draws me inward and the sandalwood keeps me there. It begins the moment from stillness rather than noise. Exactly what I hoped for.
The velvet box made me pause
The whole thing arrives so carefully. The little box, the weight of the glass. I sat with it a moment before I even opened it, which isn't like me. Then the scent, warm and resinous, and I understood the care. Made by hand, clearly.
Bright for an hour, then it becomes yours
For the first hour or two the frankincense is lifted and almost lemony, lovely and fresh. Then it quiets down into resin and that soft sandalwood right on the skin. By evening it's just a warmth I keep lifting my wrist to find.
This is real Omani luban
I grew up around frankincense and I can tell the real thing. This is proper Omani luban, the milky lemony top and the deep resin underneath, with sandalwood to hold it. It's honest and it's beautiful. It smells like home.
My winter comfort scent
In the dark months I anoint my wrists and cup my hands and just breathe. The warm resin and creamy wood are so comforting. It's quiet and close, more of a feeling than a fragrance. I love it.
Hesitated on the price, glad I didn't wait long
I stared at the price for a while. Then I read what's actually in it, three distillations of frankincense and real Indian sandalwood, no alcohol, and I understood. A touch lasts the evening and the bottle is still nearly full weeks later. Fair, in the end.
Finally something I can wear to the office
Most of my perfumes are too much for a small office. This isn't. It stays right on my skin, warm and resinous, and only the person beside me catches it. A colleague leaned in and asked, quietly, what it was. That never happens with a spray.
There's a whisper of oud under it all
Under the frankincense and sandalwood there's a faint dark whisper, labdanum and a touch of oud I think, that gives it real depth without going heavy. It's beautifully balanced. Close, quiet, and it lingers on the skin for hours.
Sample, then the full bottle, then a gift
Ordered the little 0.3 ml to test, fell for it, bought the full size, then sent one to my sister. She wrote back the same evening. That small vial really is enough to know.
It settles me more than it perfumes me
I don't really wear this to smell of something. I wear it to settle. A touch on the pulse, a slow breath, and the noise steps back. The frankincense and sandalwood do that. It's more a moment than a fragrance.
What's on the label is what's in the bottle
I read the full ingredient list and there's no 'parfum', no alcohol, nothing hidden. Just frankincense in three distillations, Indian sandalwood, a breath of rose and jasmine, a whisper of labdanum and oud. You can smell the honesty. Rare these days.
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