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The Sacred Within the Chaos (the Messy & Beautiful Reality in Between)

Olivia Arellano

The Sacred Within the Chaos

(And the Messy, Beautiful Reality in Between)

Because real life doesn’t always look like Instagram—and that’s perfectly okay.

When I share the story of Reloveler Designs—from our first line of luxury aprons to the upcoming release of the Culinary Tarot—people often imagine a life of daily sacred kitchen rituals, perfectly plated meals, and blissful family dinners.

And sometimes? That’s exactly what it looks like.

But just as often, it doesn’t.

The Vision vs. The Reality

At my core, I believe in the magic of kitchen traditions. I value the sacred moments when cooking becomes a form of meditation, when dinner turns into future memories, and when putting on a beautiful apron transforms an ordinary evening or just the feeling of dressing up a casual home attire. 

These beliefs are the soul of Reloveler. But here's the reality....we don't all live this way every single day.

Because I don’t. And you don’t have to feel that way either, no matter what beautiful aesthetic or perfection you see portrayed anywhere.

The Season of Survival

During my separation, there were months when the kitchen—once my creative sanctuary—felt like another battlefield. It became the place where I checked off survival tasks: Feed my daughter. Clean the mess. Handle the next crisis.

There were nights I stood at the counter, eating while wiping spills, wrangling dogs, and pushing through bedtime routines—all while holding back tears from the latest hateful message from my ex.

Sacred kitchen ritual? No. It was survival.

Was I proud of multitasking through meals? Eating bits of food here and there as I cooked as my actual meal? Or not sitting with my daughter during dinner? Not at all.
But it still mattered—because I was doing whatever it took to keep my babies (the furry ones too) fed and loved in a season that destroyed me. 

Permission to Be Human

Honoring kitchen traditions doesn’t mean performing them perfectly every day.

Sometimes, the most sacred thing you can do is put on your apron for two minutes of rockstar super hero chef—before serving cereal for dinner. Sometimes, choosing a song, over romanticizing dinner prep is exactly what your soul needs.

Toddlers happen. Divorce happens. Exhaustion happens. Life happens. And your beautiful apron? It’s not there to guilt you.

It’s there to remind you: even when you’re eating standing up, even in the mess, you’re still worthy of beauty, softness, & grace.

The Evolution 

This is why Reloveler Designs has evolved beyond just aprons.

Our Culinary Tarot wasn’t created to add pressure to cook beautifully. It was created to remind you that wisdom and ritual live in every moment—even the chaotic ones.

Maybe you draw a card during a noisy breakfast.
Maybe you use them to calm a cranky toddler while dinner simmers.
Maybe you find five quiet minutes with them once everyone is asleep.

All of it counts. 

The Both/And Truth

I can hold both truths:

  • I value sacred kitchen rituals and I eat scraps for dinner.
  • I believe in culinary elegance and I’ve cried over boxed mac and cheese.
  • I design products that celebrate intentional living and I understand that sometimes, survival is the win.

This isn’t a contradiction. It’s being alive.

What This Means for You

If you’re in a season where every meal feels like a chore, where kitchen rituals feel out of reach—You’re not doing it wrong. You’re human.

And when you’re ready—whether it’s tomorrow or next year—the beauty will still be there.

  • The apron will still transform those two minutes.
  • The rituals will still create connection.
  • The magic will still be available.

But only when it feels like love, not pressure.

The Real Sacred Ritual

Maybe the most sacred ritual of all… is giving ourselves permission.

  • Permission to honor our capacity.
  • To choose what nourishes us in this moment.
  • To remember that love looks different in different seasons—and all of it is valid.

At the end of the day, the point isn’t to cook the perfect meal or create a flawless moment.

The point is: you showed up.

With what you had.
In the way you could.

And that, my friend, is more than enough.

Ready to embrace your own beautiful, messy, perfectly imperfect kitchen journey?

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