
Grief is a part of being alive. All living things, from trees to elepants to people, grieve. Our First World societies today treat grief as, at worst -weakness, at best – inconvenient. Our world societies total lack of empathy (and I’m looking at you, America) is killing us. Loss requires community. It demands stillness. It begs for meaning. But we live it a fractured, sick, society where “get over it” is the reigning response and mental health support isn’t just lacking – it is reserved most often for those who can afford it – and that isn’t most of us.
I have witnessed grief. My dad dying. All of my grandparents dying. Two divorces. The overlooked promotion. The missed opportunities. A million moments in my 49 years. And, just like a menstruating woman, you are expected to show up, do your job, don’t complain, be normal, need nothing special or extra, and keep a fucking smile on your face. Nobody has time to deal with your bullshit
Bullshit.
We have lost our human connectedness. We have lost our ability to transform through grief, even in spite of it. As a funeral director in training, I witness this every day, at a level most people in American society today, don’t. I want to bring humanity back into the world of grief. Through rituals, empathy, community, connection, and treating people as the sacred pieces of energy that they are, I want to help people on their transformative journeys in understanding and healing. This is what I have been called to do. This is how the Sacred Order of the Emberveil was brought into my heart by the Source and where my own transformative journey has begun.
You matter. Your grief, matters. And I am here to walk with you on your journey through it. I have been called to this service. You are not alone.

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