Flourishing Seeds Wellness

For a long time, I didn’t have the words for some of the things I felt. I knew I was adopted. I knew I was loved. And yet, there were parts of me that never quite seemed to fit. This is a personal reflection on adoption, identity, belonging, rejection, and the lifelong journey of learning that being different doesn’t mean being wrong.

As a grief educator, I talk about grief with clients, colleagues, friends, and peers on pretty well a daily basis. Talking about it from a personal perspective is a much different beast but sometimes noticing it through the lens of both together can create a huge impact. We have all heard that there are various stages of grief. They are not linear, not everyone goes through every stage, and not any one person’s journey is the same as another’s. If you are in the midst of

After completing my Grief Educator Certificate Program with David Kessler, and as I continue working toward my Death Doula Certificate, I couldn’t help but reflect on how little we actually talk about grief, death, and loss. This reflection led me to commit to a blog series devoted to these subjects. This will just be the first of that series. Most of us have been quietly taught, from a very young age, that grief and death are things you don’t talk about. They’re uncomfo