02/04/2026
Working in death care, I’m often asked if I’m scared of the deceased, or if I feel ghosts.
It’s an interesting question. I hold a deep respect for nature’s cycles, for quiet rituals, and for the sense that there is something beyond what we can see. But the simple answer is no, I don’t feel fear. Death, to me, is not dangerous or something to shy away from.
What I don’t know is where a person’s spirit or soul truly is. And because of that, I care for every person as if they are still present… as if they were my own family. With gentleness, dignity, and deep reverence.
One of the greatest gifts of this work is witnessing how people move through grief. In these moments, people often return to what matters most, their beliefs, their traditions, their sense of meaning. Whether Catholic, Hindu, Anglican, Buddhist, Norse Pagan, or something entirely personal, there is a natural turning toward ritual, symbolism, and devotion.
It’s a quiet privilege to stand alongside that.
Our role is not to define belief, but to honour it. To listen, to support, and to walk beside each family in a way that respects what they hold sacred.
We may not know where the soul is, but we will always care for your person, and your beliefs, as though it truly matters. Because it does.