Helpers Known and Unknown, Seen and Unseen Please Hear This Call
Calling all ancestors, angels, alebrijes, and gentle dragons.
SOS to awkward aunties, misfit toys,
crones that were called “witch,”
healers whose gifts were not understood while they were living.
Alert to every day teachers,
librarians, midwives and babysitters,
Don’t Hide the Dead
You see this army of dead sunflowers? It’s powerful, isn’t it? Death is powerful. It shakes us. It feels eerie. It’s supposed to — because we are alive and death is…. not alive? Well, we are not quite opposites, are we? After all, one would not…
Settle in, grab a steaming beverage and let your familiar snuggle in close.
At the edge of the forest where the children didn’t venture, the teens dared each other to go and the middle age folks pulled their disenfranchised away from, the elders whispered curiously about if it was time…
To the Young Woman Who Bought My Vintage 1950’s Prom Dress
My yard sale was not exquisite.
There was a table of little girls toys and some toddler clothing that I was not very sentimental over, six random tires from old vehicles, a table of clothes made in the USA…
In Three Clarifying Steps
If you are considering becoming a death doula, here are three steps that will determine absolute success. It’s important to do this work before you have done death doula training, though it may help to clarify some fuzzy spots afterwards.
The Gods and Demons of the Deathcare Movement
Let’s begin by clarifying that I am not referring to God in heaven and demons in hell. This is about the state of mind that often rules us here on earth. Some refer to a “god complex” which is not quite where…
There are some times
When you meet someone
And you think
But you know
You hold no power
Not the kind that counts
You hold a small amount of magic;
A sip of tea
Imbued with love
But the ear-ringing stillness remains
They’re going someplace you’re not
But you will
And you wonder
Who will brew your tea
And you pray
It’s someone who vibes
With your color scheme