We change — yet the sky remains: boundless, kind, serene.
That’s why we traced a path — a trajectory of emotions and their quiet return.
Órbita captures invisible gravities, the gentle pull that brings stones together, like celestial bodies drawn by meaning.
In constellations or in solitude, they form personal systems — shifting, oscillating, revolving — always in motion.
Yellow gold holds the warmth of the Sun — light that lingers on the skin until night, igniting orbits.
White gold carries the glow of the Moon — dissolving the silence of darkness.
Diamonds are distant stars, pulsing to the rhythm of the heart.
Colored stones — emeralds, tourmalines, rubellites — become planets and comets, each with its own atmosphere, shadows, and polar lights.
Within this universe, every RARA piece tells its own celestial story:
Eclipta — the moment of eclipse, when light and shadow align.
A mint-green tourmaline, curved like the moon, glowing with quiet gravity.
Perigea — the closest approach, when feeling enters its nearest orbit.
It holds the pause between inhale and exhale — the instant the heart remembers how to feel.
Aphelion and Aphelia — the farthest point, where distance only reveals the power of attraction.
Light at a distance, effortless and radiant.
Periluna — “near the moon.” Where passion leans into calm.
Inclina — the tilt of an orbit; the personal angle from which we see the world. A thought slightly turned, shifted by heart.
Aurora — dawn; where stones catch the first light and give birth to day.
A soft pink-red glow, introspective yet strong — light of memory and quiet strength.
Thalassa — the cosmic sea where constellations drift.
From the Greek for “sea,” it holds a calm, watery light — cool, steady, serene.
Verdiaxis — from verde, green, and axis, the line around which all turns.
This emerald carries a garden within — mossy inclusions, wild paths of memory.
Minor Verde — the green meridian of the system, a living, peaceful axis.
A softer tone, a smaller turn — intention without force, clarity without noise.
Cora — the core that holds balance.
From cor, Latin for “heart.”
A ruby that burns like a star — its red born of fire and chromium.
Under UV light, it breathes — glowing from within.
In Sanskrit, it’s called Ratnaraj, the king of gems.
Órbita emerges from unseen gravities — felt in a gesture, a glance, the silence between words.
Each piece is a microcosm, syncing its rhythm to your pulse:
In yellow gold, it radiates warmth.
In white, it whispers moonlight.
In diamonds, it speaks the language of light.
Jewelry for those who sense their own trajectory.
To be worn alone or gathered into constellations — a compass of emotion.
For those who shift their angle, radius, or speed — yet always remain true to their system.
There is no stillness in Órbita — only motion, only return, only gravity.
Órbita — hold your sky close.
