My path has been shaped by my own lived experience of sorrow and becoming. My companionship with grief began with the unexpected death of my sister, Mel, in 2017, followed by the loss of my father in 2020. These profound losses led me inward, into an ongoing apprenticeship to grief and a devotion to trusting its wisdom.

What began as profound personal journey deepened into a soulful vocational calling.

I trained as a Mindful Grieving Facilitator with the Center for Somatic Grieving and later completed Francis Weller’s Grief Ritual Leadership Training in 2023. I now facilitate grief circles in my local community and virtually and work with clients 1:1, creating spaces where grief can be felt, witnessed, and integrated in body, mind, and heart.

I believe that tending to grief is not only necessary for our personal sense of transformation and aliveness but is a form of soul activism. A way of staying responsive and receptive to the sorrows of our world and systems of oppression. When we allow grief to move through us, we reconnect with our aliveness and strengthen our capacity to respond to the troubled times we inhabit. Grief brings us back into connection with what we love and care about most.

My understanding of belonging, community and connection has emerged from my relationship to the more than human world-this includes the plants, animals, watersheds, stones, moon, sun, stars, and ancestors. I continue to be in deep devotion to the cycles, rhythms and seasons that unfold so beautifully in the natural world. I am a humble student and kin to the mystery and sacred that exists in the seen and unseen world.

I am a lifelong learner and continue to study grief, ritual, politicized healing, animism and more. My teachers and influences include Francis Weller, adrienne maree brown, Prentis Hemphill, Holly Truhlar, Naila Francis, Cassandra Lam, Robin Wall Kimmerer, Kai Cheng Thom, Tracy Chipman, Tricia Hersey, Sue Monk Kidd, and Glennon Doyle.

I am the mother of three children and partner to Adam. When I am not tending to family or community, you can find me gardening, reading, or trail running — returning again and again to the rhythms of the living world. I am a wild one of the woodlands-most content when surrounded by my tree kin.