Nicole Hart Certified Life-Cycle Celebrant

04/09/2026

22nd April, 3 PM ET

02/01/2026

A time of secret beginnings…we can not see too much right now but a quickening is taking place as all prepares to spring forth.✨

01/28/2026

This sweetest girl, Prudence, was heartbreakingly lost to a surgical complication.
Though bitter cold here yesterday, was important to have her Celebration of Life at her and her human companion’s favorite park.

12/22/2025

Every time I go into the darkness, I return with fistfuls of jewels.



Jewels: A Three Part Chant

11/27/2025

While harvesting the thyme before winter takes it, I reflect on this Thanksgiving. Let us remember the immense gift that is our work as guardians of the threshold. We are blessed to walk alongside others in their most vulnerable moments, to witness the strength of the human spirit, and to facilitate the transcendent, sacred rituals that honor the cycle of life and death.

10/31/2025

theartofthelifecycle.com/blog/celebrating-spirit-across-the-unseen-world

Before church bells, there were bonfires—and a celebrant—priestess, priest, monk, or elder at the threshold. During Samhain, the old earth-keepers gathered as the year unfolded, and she led them: tending flames and drums, masking the living so the wandering dead could pass peacefully, naming the...

10/22/2025

Sitting alone in the woods with his higher self, serenity was surely disrupted as I crunched by in the leaves!

09/20/2025

Today I study Pema Chodron, an American Buddhist nun and Tibetan meditation master, her written work : The Places That Scare You

05/25/2025

Occasionally, I take a Sunday morning and visit a church, temple or in this case meetinghouse to experience and commune with various faiths and spiritualities in order to deepen my service as a life-cycle celebrant in the community.
Today was a visit to the Lancaster Quakers or also known as the Religious Society of Friends or just Lancaster Friends and met some really lovely people!
They are a peace-loving, simple people that nurture the divine light of God inside of themselves and compassionately hold it for others.
Since 350 years ago, their worship has been based on a reverent sense of expectant waiting held mostly in silence.

The photo is of the entrance to their adjoining Memorial Garden. 🕊️

05/22/2025

Even the smallest of us deserve acknowledgment of life.
This fourth baby robin did not survive. I lovingly gave the baby a sweet farewell and put back into the earth of my cottage garden. I have watched the parents build this nest on my side porch, became the human protector, and checked on it every day. 🤍 Thankfully the other three babies have recently fledged.

I also had another robin mama build a nest in my rose bush arbor. Watching the nest every day, I was invested in their survival. The same day that the hot pink roses burst into bloom, I am happy to report that the two babies successfully fledged from that nest.

02/03/2025

The first whispers of new life…

Thank you to for the gorgeous

06/16/2024