to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when […]

How do you walk with someone experiencing the very deepest kind of grief? We are often tempted to think we need to say something … something deep, something that will comfort, will heal … something profoundly spiritual. But what if the most important thing we can do is to simply show up, and be still? […]