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Death Becomes Her: Becoming Liberated From The Subconscious Patterns That Entrap Us.

After years of deaths that removed layers of myself that blocked my heart, I can start my day from a place of love and compassion. I wake up every day grateful for my freedom and the lessons that I have learned from my experience. My life is not free from challenges, but my stance in life has ...

you & me

Light Up Your Grieving Heart.

We are walking hand in hand, my little legs pumping to keep up with his. “How fast can you go? Show me how fast we can go.” He liked to walk fast; New Yorkers walk fast, they just do. I am counting cracks in the sidewalk and hopping over them just like the rhyme says to do. We make a right, and ...

wisdom

The Beauty in Brutal Breakdowns.

As a hospice nurse, I have the rare privilege of sharing in the exquisite and brutal breakdown that is death and the dying process.

yoga

Being A Body On A Floor Flirting With Death.

Savasana is where appropriate reasons to be on the floor meet the gut-wrenching ones. It’s such a skillful, shocking, relevant, underestimated Yoga pose, don’t you think? The most regulated way of being a body on a floor flirting with death.

wisdom

Grief: An Unruly Companion.

As painful as this experience was, it was also the most sacred moment of my life. How grateful I felt to have been a witness to his life and his death. And how unsettling to be in the presence of death and yet feel so alive, so broken with sorrow and yet so riveted by the magnitude and majesty ...

wisdom

The Heart Of Bravery: How To Love Someone Who Is Grieving.

The truth is that grief -- like any other hardship -- is a seed full of immeasurable potential for growth and development. It is both an honor and a miracle to bear witness to the transformation and enrichment a person can undergo after a trauma.

wisdom

I Am Sick And Tired Of Being Sick And Tired.

I will try to remember daily that I am not alone. I’ll write my way out of this coffin I have nailed myself into. I will turn my fear into fare, and chew it up and spit it out. Then I’ll stomp on it boldly and leave it in the dirt. I’ll cleanse my palate with deliciousness and rejoice in the ...

world

How To Find Grace Through The Grieving Of Death.

“Help,” I thought, looking around to others, “I need a tourniquet. Can’t you see my friend is dying?” But as I search the familiar faces around me, I realize they are all bleeding out in their grief. There isn’t enough triage in the world to save you from this pain.

poetry

All That Is Left. {poetry}

I remember you.

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