To know me is to know that I’ve lost.

A young child with curly dark hair, dressed in a blue and black striped jacket, kneeling on muddy ground covered with twigs and branches, with hands pressed together in a prayer-like gesture.
A young child with curly dark hair, dressed in a blue and black striped jacket, kneeling on muddy ground covered with twigs and branches, with hands pressed together in a prayer-like gesture.

My kids and I scattering my mom’s ashes in the Redwood Forest in 2012.

The image shows a woman with black curly hair wearing a patterned top, standing in front of a rocky waterfall with flowing water, surrounded by trees and greenery.
A woman sitting on the forest floor with a small child, surrounded by fallen leaves and branches, with a large fallen tree behind them.
A woman sitting on the forest floor with a small child, surrounded by fallen leaves and branches, with a large fallen tree behind them.

I had already attended thousand of deaths, before I experienced personal loss. Despite my years working in end-of-life & grief, nothing in my professional knowledge was a place of any refuge. For a long time, I had difficulty with any articulation. The realization that we reside in a grief -illiterate culture was felt instantly. My willingness to inhabit grief as a skill, a practice and not an affliction to resolve was my way through. The being with the feeling of full nothingness.

Grief was transpersonal, able to access and organize beyond the ego me… at times and more so over time a deepening occurred in my sense of connectedness. Grief was eternal, out of time. Unspeakable suffering of being-ness in a mostly groundlessness state. It was easier to breathe here if I personified grief as a fluid and purposeful guide, a wise herder that gathers everything we have recorded as loss, and sets a path for tending, all orphaned voices have a chance to be expressed.

I believe grief is not pathology, but a deeply human response to love, attachment and shared existence. We hold this as the heart of the matter, in order to companion grief, its suffering and continued capacity for connection and meaning.

In a grief-avoidant culture, profound loss can feel destabilizing. Therapy can become a place where your grief is able to be experienced as more connective. Loss can feel existentially threatening. My work helps to safely experience, process and learn the language and landscape of grief.

IN HOME + VIRTUAL THERAPY

  • Grief Therapy

    A relational, depth-oriented psychotherapy space for processing loss, integrating grief and supporting the emotional and existential impact of bereavement and life transition.

  • In-Home Grief & Family Therapy

    For some individuals and families, grief is too overwhelming, complex or immediate to be adequately held within a traditional setting. I offer in-home grief support and family sessions for those experiencing profound loss, end-of-life transitions, caregiving exhaustion, medical crisis or acute mental distress.

    These sessions provide compassionate, grounded support within the familiarity and privacy of home.

  • One Day Grief Gatherings

    Small in-person gatherings integrating ritual, reflection, communal witnessing and grief tending practices.

    Existential & ontological ( study of being) support for those struggling with meaning, mortality, uncertainty and profound emotional suffering.

Books I return to

Stack of multiple books on a wooden surface against a wall, featuring titles related to grief, life, death, and personal growth.
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An owl perched on a tree stump with its face edited to show two baby owl faces, one on each side of the adult owl's face.