VELLORA
A woman with her eyes closed in a dim room, deep red fabric drifting behind her and candles burning low nearby

Toronto

Some eveningsare enteredslowly.

Four rooms below, and one moon over them

The moon

What this is

For ninety minutes, nothing is asked of you.

One practitioner at your door. The room set by candlelight before you notice it changing. Ninety unhurried minutes, in your home, a suite, or wherever you are staying.

The Vellora Promise

A ritual house does not arrive with a table. It arrives with an atmosphere.

Everything carried in, set down without a sound, and taken away again. You will not be the one arranging it.

A woman in champagne silk lowering both hands into a gold bowl of dark red rose petals

Toward

The Rituals

Four rooms, four different silences.

Step through

The Collection

Four rooms, four different silences.

A rose quartz eye mask resting over a woman eyes while a practitioner works slowly along her jaw and cheek

I/Facial Ritual I · Opening soon

Peony

You remember your own softness.

Peony and warm vanilla

A single dark red rose petal beaded with water resting on a woman collarbone in warm light

II/Facial Ritual II

Rose Devotion

Devotion, spoken through the skin.

Damask rose, opened at the start and again at the close

Two hands pressing with slow weight along a woman upper back in a warm, dim candlelit room

III/Body Ritual I

Stillness

You put it all down.

Lavender and sandalwood

Arriving December 2026

IVHearth

What is known so far

With any ritual

A letter for later.

A few words from who you are now.
For who you will be then.

Before your ritual, write to yourself and seal the letter in wine wax. We keep it safe, then send it back on the day you choose.

Ask for it with your ritual

This week in the house

I

Enquiries are read and answered by hand, in the order they arrive.

From the house, in motion

Candlelit steps draped in burgundy cloth inside Vellora

What the house is made of

Everything is made ready before it reaches you.

Wax, water, linen, oil.

Warm hands moving across a woman’s décolletage during a Vellora ritual
A practitioner's hands resting across a woman's back in candlelight

Water · Already warm

Oil · Warmed in the hands

Linen · Drawn over you

The Seasonal Room

Autumn 2026

The season of candles lit earlier than they need to be.

An empty candlelit room with a draped bed, a path of dark petals across the floor, and warm light pooling through layered curtains

Dark comes early, so the house comes early with it. More wax than any other season, heavier linen, and oils warmed a shade hotter than they are in June.

Scent
Beeswax, clove, wine-dark amber
Warmth
Oils warmed hotter, heavier linen
This season
Candlelight only, from the first knock
  • Winter
  • Spring
  • Summer
  • Autumn

This season, for two

The Keepsake Ritual. Side by side, with a few words for each other sealed away until next Christmas.

Step closer

Come in.

The Vellora founder in warm golden-hour light beside a candlelit ritual table

From the founder

I did not set out to build a company. I set out to recreate a feeling from a house I no longer lived in.

Read the letter

In their words

Two hands lowered into a gold bowl of dark red rose petals, cream silk falling beside them
“It wasn’t like any regular massage or facial. It was actually a ritual. Every detail felt intentional, thoughtful, and deeply nurturing.”
TaniyaRose DevotionFrom Google

More guest words on Google

The Rest of the House

Choose another doorway.

Walk towardWho ArrivesAlways a woman, trained in your ritual

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Roses and lilies in pale vases on plaster steps, wine-coloured gauze drifting between two burning candles

The house is warm.

Choose an evening. Nothing is charged until you agree.

Or put your name down in Vellora Circle