Our vision

a message from Nici

May we remember the lost art of grief tending where we honour grief as a gateway to feeling more connection, intimacy and aliveness.

May we recognise grief as wild, demanding and unknown. As well as subtle, tender and found in the everyday moments of quiet aloneness.

May we find humility as grief strips us of our identity so quickly we wonder how the foundation of our lives ever rested on something so fragile.

May we honour grief as a technicolour kaleidoscope of both the seen and unseen, in loss, endings, regret and longing, in the never was and the never will be.

May we turn towards the layers of our grief with curiosity, love and an enamoured heart, expanding our capacity to hold it all.

May we honour how grief changes us, deepens us, softens us; the ways we are brought to our knees only to be closer to ourselves, to each other and to the earth.

May we welcome grief as a portal, an initiation, an invitation, both a welcoming and a reckoning; a time to reassess and reimagine all we thought ourselves to be.

May we remember that we were never meant to do this alone, that we need stewards, guides, rituals and ceremonies to find our way back to belonging.

May we see that the world needs our grief now more than ever, that the earth is desperate for us to weep, to rage and to remind our bodies what it means to feel.

May we trust that when we feel our grief, we heal alongside our ancestors who came before and we offer a new way for the generations to come. 

May we keep our faces turned towards the winds of sorrow so that we remain open to wonder and resolute on the more beautiful world our hearts know is possible.

May we remember the natural cycles of death and rebirth and reclaim grief as the much-needed medicine of our times.

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