There is no mistaking the visceral feeling of complete interconnectness in the presence of death. The air fills with a thickness that time evaporates into; the heart grows soft and vulnerable. The delicate dance between grief and praise stream down your cheek. "Goodbye" and "See you in the stars" could never have been harder to utter. But in our cultural and collective casting aside of deaths , you standing in the river of longing and connection, water rushing so rapidly inside our collective knowing we only have cast it aside for mere observation. from the banks--watching, testing, sampling, studying--we miss knowing and being taught by the immensity of its true power. But! what we deeply yearn for is to get in, let go, and let the flow take us where it goes. Letting go is medicine that heals the heart.
Together we will peel back the layers of what society expects from us and lean-in to what your sacred heart is telling you about your own death and the story you are leaving behind with those you love. What stories do you want left in your honor? What hurts are stuck that need to be moved through? What gems and insight do you want to share with your loved ones? What do they want to share with you? How can that be done in a meaningful way?
