This Gentle Journey

04/04/2026

For most of human history, dying was something people witnessed, understood, and supported at home. Today, many of us reach the end of life without ever havi...

03/03/2026

Grief is real, prolonged and painful. Please don’t pass it off as abnormal, or “taking too long”… the waves get smaller, just hang on 🩵

02/21/2026

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02/21/2026

When someone dies, their absence becomes its own presence. We come to love and hate their void. It represents all that is gone, all that we loved, all that we miss.

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01/11/2026

I Carry You with Me, Always

I carry you with me always,
not as a memory sealed in the past,
but as a presence woven into my days,
a companion on this journey.

You are there in the pause before decisions,
in the echo of your steady logic,
your gentle insistence
that I not be so hard on myself.

You appear in grocery aisles
when I reach for the brand you preferred,
and in the quiet satisfaction
of choosing it anyway.

I carry you in my habits,
in the choices I make without thinking,
the songs I skip because they hurt too much,
and the ones I play
because they still feel like home.

I catch myself setting aside stories to tell you later,
forgetting, for a moment,
that “later” has changed.

I carry you in laughter that arrives unexpectedly,
in jokes you would have loved,
in moments where your reaction is so clear

I can almost see your smile.
Sometimes that laughter comforts me.
Sometimes it cracks the ache wide open again.
Both belong to you.

I carry you in grief, too,
in the way certain dates feel heavier,
in how silence can suddenly feel crowded.

Yet I also carry you in resilience,
in the quiet courage
of getting through ordinary days.

You are present in every step forward,
not urging me on,
but walking with me.

I carry you forever,
because love does not disappear.
It changes shape,
but remains a part of me,
always.

~ 'I Carry You with Me, Always' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Olamik

01/01/2026

I wish you a gentle new year without your loved one… keep them close with small rituals of remembrance and love 🩵

12/24/2025

Sending love and gentle healing energy to you all during Christmas. It can be so hard, being without that person you loved. I ask that you light a candle and do a small remembrance ritual to keep them close with you 🩵 I am with you always, even across the miles.

11/22/2025

08/19/2025

Those We Carry Within

May we treasure
and keep alive
the memories of those we have lost,

for though the veil has carried them
beyond our reach,
their essence lingers quietly,
like a fragrance that drifts softly in the air,
like a light that continues to glow
after the flame has gone out.

They are with us
in the smallest of ways:
in the words we speak that echo theirs,
in the places that once held their presence,
still warmed by it.

They are with us in our joy,
and in our sorrow,
in our moments of solitude,
and in our gatherings with others.

For love does not end with their passing;
it simply changes its form.

In remembering them,
we weave their spirit into our own.
In speaking their names,
we keep them alive in the world.

And in cherishing what they gave us,
wisdom, kindness, laughter, love,
we carry their spirit forward,

ensuring they remain
not only a part of our past,
but also a quiet companion in our present,
and a gentle guide into our future.

~ 'Those We Carry Within' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

08/16/2025

Grief Walks Beside Us

Grief is not something we shed,
but something that walks beside us,
patient and unhurried.

It lingers in the quiet moments,
in the spaces between breaths,
sometimes pressing close,
sometimes fading like mist at dawn.

It is a companion of memory and love,
a reminder of what we have lost
and what we still carry.

To live with grief is to learn a new rhythm:
to feel the ache without letting it consume,
to honor what was
while opening ourselves to what remains.

Day by day, life continues,
softly, imperfectly, tenderly,
and we move forward
not by leaving grief behind,
but by allowing it to walk with us,
shaping the depth of our hearts
and the contours of our joy.

~ 'Grief Walks Beside Us' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Emelie Jegerings

08/16/2025

Grief is an ache, a longing, a longing to be with the one we have lost.
But what if, they're not lost at all?
What if they have simply stepped into another room,
through a doorway made of light?

We cannot follow, not yet. But we can imagine.
They are there, where pain does not reach,
where time is kind,
where laughter lingers like music in the air.
Maybe they're sitting beneath a tree that blooms in every season,
watching the wind carry our love like petals on the breeze.

And sometimes, when the world is quiet,
we feel them.
Not in the past, but close,
in a moment, a memory,
a dream that feels too real to be only a dream.
Maybe that’s them, reminding us:
"I’m not gone. I’m just elsewhere. Still loving you. Still near.

~'Still Near' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by IllustNation_Nakata

08/14/2025

Instead of saying, "I know what it feels like", let's say "I cannot imagine your heartbreak".

Instead of saying, "You're strong, you'll get through this, let's say " You'll hurt, and I'll be here.

Instead of saying, "You look like you're doing well, Let's say, "How are you holding up today?"

Instead of saying, "Healing takes time", let's say "Healing has no timeline".

Instead of saying, "Everything happens for a reason, let's say "This must feel so terribly senseless right now".

And when there are no words to say at all, you don't need to try and find some. Love speaks in silences too.

~ 'Words' by Ullie-Kaye

~ Art by Jennifer Yoswa