Agate Silova

Rooted in lineage. Shaped by practice.

I am Agate — a practitioner rooted in the ancestral wisdom of my Baltic and Slavic lineage. The teachings that guide my work were not found in books. They came through blood, land, and the people who carried them before me.

Pirts has lived in my family for generations. My great-grandparents practiced it. My grandparents carried it forward. My mother is deeply immersed in its knowledge.

For Latvians, the pirts is not a sauna. It is a sacred ceremonial space — a womb of rebirth and purification, where the body releases what the mind has learned to hold.

Water poured onto stones becomes steam — the breath of the space. Sacred plants cleanse, protect and strengthen. Fire releases what no longer serves. Through Word — song, blessing, ancient Baltic symbols — the ritual is sealed.

It is humble, open to all, and asking only one thing: that you enter with reverence.

Plants have been central to my practice from the beginning — gathered by hand from Latvian forests in summer, worked with throughout the year. Alongside this, I have trained in and practiced shamanic work: Kambo, sacred space holding, past life work, and plant ceremony.

My own path has moved through many traditions — Theosophy, yoga, Buddhism, Reiki, shamanic study, teachers from many lineages. Each taught me something.

But it was only when I returned to pirts — to the land, language, and rituals of my own blood — that everything fell into place. Today the heart of my work rests in the wisdom of my ancestors. Everything else serves that.