🕯 About Tiff

The Flame. The Field. The Queen of Pulse. 

People call me Mama Tiff. It’s true—I mother the misfits, the mystics, and the ones who feel too much.

But let’s be clear: I’m not here to babysit your healing.

I’m here to awaken your body, your pleasure, and your power.

I’m a Mystic. A Channel. A Medium. A Wife. A Lover. A Revolutionary.

I speak with The Blue. I read the unseen. I open bodies and rebuild fields.

I’ve led hundreds through transformation.

Built a spiritual empire with my husband, Jack.

Spoken truth that made grown men cry and empaths finally breathe.

My work is not a career—it’s an assignment.

I don’t want to inspire you.

I want to unmake you.

So what’s real can finally rise.

🛡 About Jack

The Gate. The Voice. The King Who Holds the Line.

I’m Jack Walker. The one who walks beside her, behind her, inside the flame of her.

I’ve burned through religion, perfectionism, people-pleasing, and patriarchy.

What’s left is the real man: spine straight, heart open, body alive, mouth clear.

I’m not a life coach.

I’m a frequency anchor.

I’ve walked with hundreds through the fire and stood guard while they rebuilt themselves.

I hold space like a fortress.

I speak with a blade.

I love with reverence.

And I lead from devotion, not performance.

You want someone to keep you small?

Close the tab.

You want someone to walk beside you as you tear down the lie and live as your whole, holy, erotic self?

Good.

That’s what I do.