“Grief is praise because it is the natural way that love honours what it misses”
Martín Prechtel.
Our lives are riddled with losses and I believe our ability to process grief and loss in a healthy way directly influences our ability to live present, embodied, love filled lives AND to die present, embodied, love filled deaths…
The problem is most of us are not permissioned to feel all the feels that come with deep grief. We are encouraged to “buck up”, “get over it”, “move on”, “be grateful for the time we had”, “be strong” … you know the ones.
When the truth is, OF COURSE it’s HARD. It’s a true testament to the depth of love and connection you shared. The deeper the love, the deeper the grief. Period.
I want to walk with you alongside your journey with loss.
Whether you are facing your own mortality, the loss of a beloved pet, a spouse, a dear friend. Perhaps it’s the loss of a relationship, a job, a dream, a season of life.
Many of us have backlogs of buried grief we have been carrying for decades. I’d love to say I have a magic potion that will make it easy. I don’t. But through my own comfort with the uncomfortable I am able to hold a container where you are safe, seen, heard and permissioned to feel. I can support you in remembering a felt sense of safety in your body and in building a tool-kit to help you navigate the full spectrum of emotions that can come with grief.
Facing the losses in our life and the subsequent grief is by far the hardest thing we will experience in our human lives. We heal best in healthy connection, in community.
Let me be a source of love, safety and resource for you.
Losses will touch us all. Improving our grief literacy, our ability to be with our own losses and our skills supporting those grieving around us is taking a big step towards building healthier, more compassionate, connected communities.
Contact me to talk about my professional consulting services and group facilitation.
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“I’m not sure how or when I began my apprenticeship with sorrow. I do know that it was my gateway back into the breathing and animate world. It was through the dark waters of grief that I came to touch my unlived life. . . . There is some strange intimacy between grief and aliveness, some sacred exchange between what seems unbearable and what is most exquisitely alive. Through this, I have come to have a lasting faith in grief.”
