WHERE JOY IS

WHERE JOY IS

Last week one of my co-workers died from suicide at the Golden Gate Bridge. On the day I found out I drove from SF to Marin to attend a supportive gathering in his honor. This meant I had to drive over the bridge, which I felt very nervous about. As I approached our...
The Medicine I Need

The Medicine I Need

The bat symbolizes darkness, letting go, death and re-birth. Even my animal spirit guide cards have got my number. There is no avoiding my assignment, no escaping my mission. It always comes back to death. I always find myself in the dark. And I wouldn’t have it any...
What I Learned Being Cared For By Nurses

What I Learned Being Cared For By Nurses

I have been present for moments surrounding nearly a thousand deaths, an honor that few experience, but to me, is much more than a job. As a hospice nurse I have borne witness to some of the most profound moments of people’s lives, the end for some, and the loss, pain...
How Could I Not?

How Could I Not?

This week the activities of my profession included attending the death of a 5 year old little girl, helping her parents gently wrap her body in a blanket, and hugging them tight while her body was removed from their home. The most common thing I am asked about my work...

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