05/15/2026
My aunt/sister/friend Barbie was finally liberated from her 9 year cancer journey this week. While we are left with a devastating hole in our hearts, there is relief in knowing she is no longer suffering.
To know Barb really was to love her. A woman who treated hugging like a competitive sport. Someone who stayed deeply enchanted with this world despite all of its flaws. Full of gratitude until the very end.
The birth of her son was the first birth I ever attended (see first IG pic 📸). I was just a teenager and had absolutely no idea what I was doing, so when she asked me to rub her legs for hours, that’s what I did. Somewhere in that room, I caught the bug that would eventually lead me into this work. Even then, she was ushering me toward sacred things.
Over these last few weeks, I rubbed her legs a lot again. Even when she was too tired to ask, she would quietly pull back the sheets to show me a leg when she saw me walk in. Day by day, I helped her labor once more…this time so her earth body could give birth to her spirit body.
What a devastating honor it has been to love her through this threshold.
My sweet Barb, you tilted my axis more than once in this lifetime. Thank you for being one of the great loves of my life. ❤️