Our Story

My name is Christine, but I go by Asera Black.

But that's not where the story starts.

It starts in South Carolina — in the soil of Lee County and Sumter County, where my ancestors worked the land, raised their families, and carried spiritual traditions that the world tried to erase. Cotton fields. Church revivals under brush arbors. Women who grew herbs in their gardens. Rootworkers who knew which roots to dig, which Psalms to read, which baths to draw.

My great-grandmother was Sarah Black Phillips. She walked that soil. She worked with her hands. She carried something — a knowing, a tradition, a power — that couldn't be taken by cotton prices, the boll weevil, the Great Depression, Jim Crow, or the Great Migration. It couldn't be legislated away. It couldn't be shamed into silence.

It survived because it was carried in the hands of women.

I am Sarah Black's great-granddaughter. My name — Asera Black — is hers, transformed. Evolved. Carried forward. Not erased. Not forgotten. Made new.

I am a spiritualist. A psychic medium. A card reader. A rootworker. A woman who was built to serve — in every room I walk into, in every direction of my life.

My hands make mojo hands. My hands blend intention oils. My hands prepare candles. My hands craft spiritual scrubs and herbal blends. My hands read the cards. My hands hold space for people who are carrying things they can't carry alone.

And every pair of hands before mine — going back through Lee County, through Sumter County, through every woman who worked with her hands and carried the old ways — they work with me.

Asera Black — A Hudu and Hands Co is a continuation. A lineage expressed through my craft and spiritual practice. Made by hands guided by ancestors I can feel and a great-grandmother whose name I wear.

Every product I make carries Sarah Black's name forward into the world again.

Handmade with roots.