Tag: grief

Grief Gathering

A soft place to land, in kindness and witness with others who are feeling vulnerable, raw, or sad.

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Grief Gathering

An online sacred space for sadness and comfort

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Grief Gathering

This is a conversation framed by ancestral understandings of grief, rather than “therapy.” There will be components of teaching/context, group sharing, and a guided meditative ritual. No advice is given because we understand that grief is the appropriate reaction to

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Community Grief Conversation

An honest conversation about sadness, with a meditation ritual and time to share

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A Shamanic Perspective on the Pandemic – Zoom

A virtual talk and experience organized by the Nyack Library

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Make the season bright(er)

Most of the people I know who are brave enough to talk candidly about the holidays admit to feeling triggered, sad, or bored this time of year. Rather than just opting out, I prefer to ask questions: what is the something magical we’re looking for, and how do we find it? Can we use this time as part of our spiritual practice and as an opportunity instead of a liability?

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Maybe it’s “energy.” Maybe it’s just human.

Sometimes, I do have esoteric answers to hard questions because the unseen world of energies is powerful and complex, and we’re all part of it. But truly, more often than not, the solutions are very, very human.

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Grief is a doorway to compassion

When I was about 16, my small-town world was shaken by the sudden deaths of three people in six months. One was a teacher I’d had for a semester, the victim of domestic violence. One was a student in my

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Grief Ritual

The following is a personal reflection that includes some (but not all) of the details from a Dagara grief ritual held in Rockport, MA in May 2016.  I have begun facilitating grief work in a similar ritual format: please check out

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Barn burned down.

There’s an old haiku, “Barn’s burned down. Now I can see the moon.” I’ve always loved it, because it very concisely encapsulates a core tenet of mine: that in the midst of heartache and loss, there is still beauty. We just

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