Hello! I’m Mina Isabel.

I created Divine Nectar to share the somatic and rewilding practices, plant medicines and ritual spaces that brought me back to my body—and back to the truth of who I am.

Long before this was a business, there was a word I kept meeting in different forms. In the Vedic hymns, it is soma. In the Tantric traditions, it is amrita—the nectar of immortality that gathers at the crown and moves down through the body as bliss. In the Zoroastrian tradition, it is haoma: a sacred plant elixir pressed, offered and drunk together in ceremony. That one carries my own lineage—haoma belongs to the ancient Persian culture of my father's homeland.

The name came later. My teachers in the Andean mystical tradition spoke of sami, which they described as the finest nectar of the cosmos: the refined living energy that streams down from the upper world and enters us when we are open enough to receive it.

These words are not identical, but each one points toward something I have come to trust: There is a life-giving current available to us when we live in right relationship with body, Earth, spirit and one another.

This is the deeper meaning of Divine Nectar. Not immortality as escape from the body, but as intimacy with the forces that keep us alive: movement, breath, plants, water, sunlight, mineral-rich food, beauty, belonging, rest, ritual and reverence.

What Led Me Here

Growing up in a mixed-culture household in the U.S., far from my ancestral homelands, I became aware early of a subtle yet profound disconnection—from my body, the land where I was raised, and the lands held in my lineage. Much of my path since has been about reclamation: restoring relationship with body, ancestry and the land I now call home.

That path has led me to teachers of vitalist herbalism, classical Tantra, yoga and Ayurveda, Zoroastrianism and Andean nature mysticism—lineages I hold with deep gratitude for the way they continue to shape this work.

It has also led me to the threshold of birth. I am a trained doula, birthkeeper and registered prenatal yoga teacher, and I consider pregnancy, birth and postpartum among the most potent initiations a woman can move through. My curiosity is especially alive around the feminine mysteries, water, sound, vibrational healing and the co-creation of life-honoring culture.

Much of my work with herbs, rewilding and retreat creation is about restoring access to the current of divine nectar—supporting women in cultivating vitality, resilience and the kind of embodied health that allows life to be fully received.

Where This Work Happens

Nearly all of this could be taught from a screen. Something in the body settles only when we step away from our daily lives for a few days: when we sleep under mountains, eat food someone else has lovingly tended, and move, breathe, sing, pray and sit in ritual alongside women who are paying the same quality of attention.

In retreat, we remember what the modern world often makes us forget: that healing is relational. That the body needs time. That the Earth is speaking. That joy is medicine. That we are allowed to be nourished.

These retreats happen at Wheel of Bliss, a beautiful retreat center not far from home, and at a few other sites around the U.S. and abroad. Seasonal circles and smaller gatherings happen here on our land.

I currently live on traditional Cherokee land in the mountains of Western North Carolina, where my partner Kyle and I steward a 33-acre regenerative homestead with our two little boys, cats, dogs, chickens and ducks.

This land is my greatest teacher—in herbalism, seasonal attunement and what it means to live in genuine relationship with the more-than-human world.

This work is devoted to the reclamation of innate vitality, joy and sovereignty—and to rewriting inherited stories of separation into lives rooted in interconnection, reverence and wholeness.