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Life, Values & Legacy: Our Chat with Chasity Millen of Metro Atlanta – Austell

We recently had the chance to connect with Chasity Millen and have shared our conversation below.

Chasity, it’s always a pleasure to learn from you and your journey. Let’s start with a bit of a warmup: Are you walking a path—or wandering?
Honestly? I’m doing both — and I’m grateful for it. Because as the saying goes, not all who wander are lost.

I am very clearly walking the path toward my destiny, guided by spirit, ancestry, and purpose. But I also allow myself to wander, to explore, to listen, and to be led by curiosity. Wandering is where I learn. Walking the path is where I commit.

Together, they keep me aligned and alive — honoring the direction I’m called to, while still savoring the journey, the detours, and the discoveries along the way.

Can you briefly introduce yourself and share what makes you or your brand unique?
My name is Chasity Millen—also known as Iya Ẹ̀funrántí Òṣùnjúadé—and I am a spiritual practitioner, teacher, medicine woman, and community-based midwife devoted to ancestral wisdom and holistic care. I am the founder of Love & Light Healing, the heart-center of my work and the space where all of my gifts come together. Through this brand, I offer Reiki, metaphysical education, spiritual advisory sessions, womb and yoni wellness tools, herbal apothecary blends, ceremonies, and intuitive guidance to support the whole person—body, spirit, and lineage.

For over three decades, I have walked the intertwined paths of energy work, divination, plant medicine, and intuitive wellness. As a Reiki Master-Teacher, metaphysical instructor, medium, community herbalist, and Priestess in the New Afrikan Vodun Tradition, my mission is to guide people back to themselves—back to remembrance, sovereignty, and inner clarity.

Love & Light Healing is built on intention, lineage, and integrity. Every tea, tincture, ritual oil, workbook, and ceremony is crafted in small batches with prayer, reverence, and a commitment to culturally grounded care. We’re now expanding into retreats, deeper healing containers, and The C. Millen Collection, a clean luxury fragrance line where ancestral memory meets modern elegance.

While Love & Light Healing is my guiding star, my work extends outward like a constellation. I am the co-owner of The Alchemist Den, a metaphysical shop and apothecary where our community can learn, explore, and find tools for their spiritual journeys. I am also the co-founder of two 501(c)(3) nonprofits—True Alchemy Gardens and Fertile Ground Incorporated—dedicated to cultivating food access, land wisdom, and community sovereignty through regenerative agriculture and education.

Each role may shine in its own way, but they all belong to the same sky. Love & Light Healing is the center of the constellation. The Alchemist Den, True Alchemy Gardens, and Fertile Ground are the surrounding lights—working in harmony to restore wellness, remembrance, nourishment, and empowerment to our people, our bodies, and our communities.

Appreciate your sharing that. Let’s talk about your life, growing up and some of topics and learnings around that. What breaks the bonds between people—and what restores them?
In my experience, bonds don’t shatter all at once; they unravel when we lose sight of one another’s humanity. It’s the small fractures—the assumptions, the unspoken hurts, the moments where we stop listening with our full selves—that slowly erode connection. Distance grows when we allow ego to speak louder than empathy, or when our unhealed places begin steering the relationship instead of our truth.

Hurt festers when it has no language. Silence can become a wall. And when people feel unseen, unheard, or unvalued, the bond begins to thin until it feels easier to let go than to reach back.

But restoration… that is sacred work. And it’s work rooted in remembrance.

Bonds are mended when we choose humility over pride, presence over defensiveness, and compassion over being “right.” Healing begins when we soften enough to acknowledge our own wounds and make space for someone else’s. When we sit down to speak honestly—heart to heart, not ego to ego—the thread between us can be rewoven.

I’ve witnessed this again and again in birth spaces, healing sessions, and community circles: people reconnect when they feel seen. When they feel safe enough to tell their truth. When grace is given room to breathe.

What restores us is the willingness to return to one another with open hands instead of closed fists—to remember that we are all carrying tender stories. Connection is a living thing. When we tend to it with care, it can grow back stronger than before.

If you could say one kind thing to your younger self, what would it be?
This question actually lives inside The Goddess Path Spiritual Workbook, a prompt I guide my students through when we explore inner remembrance and healing. And every time I return to it, the message to my younger self is the same:

Your sensitivity is your superpower.
Never let anyone convince you that it is too much.

I would tell her that the emotions she feels so deeply, the intuition she carries so naturally, the way she reads a room without a single word spoken — none of that is a burden. It’s a gift. It’s the medicine that will shape her path as a priestess, a teacher, a midwife, a practitioner, and a guide for others.

I would remind her that the world will try to harden her, but she doesn’t need armor — she needs trust. Trust in her voice. Trust in her spirit. Trust that her softness and her strength were never meant to be separated.

And I’d whisper to her, the way I whisper to so many women now:
You are not “too much.” You are exactly enough. And one day, the very things you were told to quiet will become the very things that change lives.

Sure, so let’s go deeper into your values and how you think. Is the public version of you the real you?
The version of me that people see—whether I’m teaching, blending herbs, doing spiritual readings, or holding space during ceremonies—is the same woman you’ll meet behind closed doors. I don’t wear different masks for different rooms. I’ve lived too much life, healed too much, and returned to myself too many times to fragment who I am for the comfort of others.

What you see is a woman who loves deeply, speaks truthfully, laughs loudly, teaches from the heart, protects her community, and honors her lineage. I’m not interested in performing a persona. My work—whether in Love & Light Healing, The Alchemist Den, or the nonprofits—is rooted in authenticity. The medicine doesn’t work if I’m pretending.

Now, I do have sacred parts of myself that are reserved for my partner, my children, my altar, my ancestors, and my closest circle—but the core of me? The essence of me? The public sees that fully. The spiritual teachings, the softness, the fire, the humor, the devotion… that’s all me without dilution.

I’ve learned that living honestly is its own freedom.
So yes—the public version of me is absolutely the real me. Just as real, just as grounded, just as guided, as the woman behind the scenes.

Okay, we’ve made it essentially to the end. One last question before you go. When do you feel most at peace?
I feel most at peace when I am in spaces where spirit, silence, and truth can breathe with me. Peace finds me when I’m sitting at my altar in the early morning—before the world starts asking for anything—listening to my ancestors whisper through the stillness. There’s a calm that settles in my body when I’m blending herbs, making medicine, or pouring oils… when my hands remember what my grandmothers’ hands once did.

I feel peace during ceremony, too—when I’m holding space and time seems to stretch, soften, and slow. In those moments, everything aligns: my purpose, my energy, my devotion.

And of course, the Earth is my sanctuary. Put me near my garden beds, with my fingers in the soil and sun warming my face, and I feel the most like myself. The land has a way of quieting my mind and opening my spirit all at once.

But if I had to name the deepest version of peace—it’s when my spirit, my breath, and my body are all in the same moment. No rushing. No performing. No carrying anything that isn’t mine. Just presence, prayer, and gratitude.

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