I think living a life with intention includes our death. Maybe it’s preparing for that day. Death is a super important day so maybe we need to get ready, in small ways, for decades so we can do it with intention too. That how I feel about it. Coke and chips are the best food to do this with 🥰
I cannot explain how or why I had a feeling you were in « danger » I was expecting your daily message with anxiety Now I know you are safe! What a strange and powerful day you have lived. With tenderness and great joy JULIETA
What a gift of love and presence you and Jonathan provided your friends. Curates in action, providing transport, carrying others on their journey, holding hands, healing and connecting hearts, weaving your red threads, holding sacred space.
Maybe a part of you did die - changed from particle to wave - a part of you that was ready to be released returned to energy to give life and meaning to your friends’ day visiting their family gravesite.
You consecrated a day of remembrance, honoring death. You felt it in your bones. Sounds like you connected deeply with death along that drive through the snow. And you did what came natural to you as a curate, making moments sacred. You created that meaning for your friends. How beautiful to provide your loved ones with these gifts of life and remembrance!! 🕊️🙏🏼💖
I think living a life with intention includes our death. Maybe it’s preparing for that day. Death is a super important day so maybe we need to get ready, in small ways, for decades so we can do it with intention too. That how I feel about it. Coke and chips are the best food to do this with 🥰
Ah yes, those strange, magical, potent time-out-of-time moments that can change you forever. Blessings to you for being present and for sharing. ❤️
I cannot explain how or why I had a feeling you were in « danger » I was expecting your daily message with anxiety Now I know you are safe! What a strange and powerful day you have lived. With tenderness and great joy JULIETA
What a gift of love and presence you and Jonathan provided your friends. Curates in action, providing transport, carrying others on their journey, holding hands, healing and connecting hearts, weaving your red threads, holding sacred space.
Maybe a part of you did die - changed from particle to wave - a part of you that was ready to be released returned to energy to give life and meaning to your friends’ day visiting their family gravesite.
You consecrated a day of remembrance, honoring death. You felt it in your bones. Sounds like you connected deeply with death along that drive through the snow. And you did what came natural to you as a curate, making moments sacred. You created that meaning for your friends. How beautiful to provide your loved ones with these gifts of life and remembrance!! 🕊️🙏🏼💖
Hearing you and bearing witness to your reflections within the rawness of full presence.🙌♥️
Witnessing, dear Shiloh. Hearing deep. Surrounding you with love. 🌟🧶🌟