🍂 Hospicing Humanity🕯️

As the devastating atrocities of war continue to rise, this month, in particular, has been a time of deep reflection on how we can compassionately hold space for the collective grief that accompanies these times of much death, loss and grief. 

May we build and nourish communities that become our places of refuge to hold each other’s brokenness in safety and authenticity. This was the original meaning of hospice: places of safety along the pilgrim way. Let us return to hospicing humanity in these ways during these times and going forward.

May we apprentice with death itself. Start by volunteering at your local hospice, show up for a dying neighbor, do a ceremony for the dying tree and honor the animal you find on the side of the road as you would your ancestor.

I believe building communities that hold space for grief by intimately knowing death is an act of resistance.