
Are you a chaos goblin seeking joy?
Me too.
I didn’t grow up in a calm or gentle world.
I learned how to survive, not how to rest. Not how to trust softness. Not how to let love in without thinking it had to be earned.
So I started making light.
With crystal, with wood, with my own hands. Something I could hold onto when everything else felt too loud or too much. Acadia Thorne isn’t curated or polished. It’s just me, Kelly (or Kali), a formerly broken kid turned adult trying to build a safe home and raise a family with more tenderness than I was given.
Maybe this sounds familiar to you.
These offerings aren’t here to fix you.
They’re here to sit with you.
To add softness where there used to be sharp edges.
To remind you that joy doesn’t have to be deserved.
Picking out a red pillow shouldn’t feel like a full-blown panic attack. But if you grew up in chaos, color can feel… dangerous. Bright walls, bold rugs, they scream permanence. They scream, “I live here.” And if your life has taught you that nothing good sticks around, of course you hesitate. That restless, on-edge feeling? That’s survival mode, not truth.