The Grievers Garden

09/28/2025

May we continue to hold space for grief, joy and fighting for something better. This quote moves my soul every time I read it.

09/27/2025

Grief deserves a witness. 👁️
Sometimes, that is simply all it needs.
To be seen, to be heard, to be sat alongside.
Not to try and fix, pray away or to intellecutulize it.
It isn’t always “figurable-out-able” (stay with me on this one 🤣).
The medicine is often in the being seen for just where you are. Not trying to push you to some figurative healing finish line.
While the often well intentioned but dismissive platitudes and hallmark sentiments of “they are in a better place” or “heaven needed another angel” won’t cut it.
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These often cause us to feel unseen to other in our grief. Like our grief is inconvenient for the coffee shop date, the dinner table or the birthday party.
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Grief deserves a witness. At the kitchen table, in the schoolyard, in the workplace, in the ordinary and extraordinary moments of life. To be seen and heard often leads to feeling loved. 🥰

09/19/2025

An important reshare from

09/10/2025

New adventure loading… I am happy to announce that I am the newest facilitator at Kaleo Collective- a non profit organization supporting single moms. This is such a full circle moment, that I feel so proud of being a part of. I am still very much at my full time position in grief support at the hospice I love so much- but this is a side venture I’m so excited to have been invited into. I’m no expert on being a single momma, but I am full@of gratitude that the journey of grief and loss has led to such a blossom of hope and redemption. ❤️❤️

09/08/2025

Sat at a memorial service for the residents that have died in the last 3 months at the hospice I work is, has left me pondering how truly life changing and profound it is to watch someone die- many of us have, and in that room, many certainly had. There are moments we carry forever where our person took their last breath, and they were gone, but yet they were still there. 💔 if you know, YOU KNOW… right?

09/06/2025

“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.“
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This is officially one of my favourite books I’ve ever read- have you read it? I first came across the author Francis Weller on Anderson Coopers podcast “all there is” at the recommendation of a friend at hospice. His words echo my heart of a griever and he makes me feel so seen and heard, while also blowing my mind for the ways the book is continuing to cultivate who I am as a person supporting grievers in my professional life too.
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Don’t walk… run to get these words to sink into your soul ❤️ THE WILD EDGE OF SORROW

08/30/2025

Over the last 8 years of grieving my dads diagnosis and then death, muddled up with leaving an abusive marriage, I found the ocean held my tears in ways I needed. In 2020 the weekend Covid shut the world down, I wept on the shores of a beach in Victoria. The waves gave me comfort that at least nature knew the waves of grief. In 2021, I took the kids to Tofino, and we frolicked in the very waves my tears had met. And over and over, rivers, lakes and oceans have reminded me that my grief matters- your grief matters. If I feel like I’m the only one grieving and alone in the continuum of this journey- I seek the waters to remind me, that grief is a holy work. Tears are the very outpouring of my love and loss.
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This year I am here again with my children. On the beaches of Ucluelet BC. And I am reminded and want you to know- your grief matters. It matter then, it matters now, and it always will.

08/06/2025

08/03/2025

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07/24/2025

Some of my favourite griefy finds on the internet this week!

07/16/2025

Oh their words are so raw and true and perhaps most beautifully- make the griever feel seen. 😭😭🥰🥰

07/15/2025

Crying over the giant loss of such a beautiful poet. When I found their words, I felt like a found a fellow grievers willing to throw out the truth like confetti. Grief astronomers, we are. What beauty they gave to the world. What stretch marks they have from being apart of this world. May we remember what a privilege it is to grow old. Thank you for your life, light and words.