Science shows us that we are not made of static parts, but of patterns—processes in motion, constantly assembling and dissolving. We are not so much “things” as we are “events,” happening over time. And yet throughout all this movement we hold on to a sense of singular identity. A name. A face in the mirror. A feeling of being “me.”
Have you ever been to a funeral of a loved one and wondered if you were in the right place because the eulogy was so different from what you knew of that person?
A death doula provides compassionate support through life’s final transition, offering emotional and spiritual guidance to the dying and their families. A fulfilling role that bridges medical and personal care.
Time is an illusion
It all happens right now
Kind, patient, content, committed.
Beauty never ends
I love a good story. This one is personal – and ever-so-slightly embellished! I am going to tell you the story of my grandmother’s death – one of many deaths she had.