IN DIVINE
COMMUNION
WE ARE THE UNIVERSE
WITH ITSELF
the clinical
I began my nursing career in the sterile, detached landscape of the ICU. It was there that I witnessed a vast array of death and dying; the response from the medical system was disheartening. So, I rebelliously created sacred spaces to honor the death and grief. I learned how to intuitively advocate in the final moments. And my relationship with Death deepened. And my heart expanded.
WOMB, MORPHING / DIGITAL COLLAGE / LINDLEY JOY
the chthonic
Death tore me open when my father died in a motorcycle crash. It completely decimated me several years later when my son died of SIDS. The grief was exquisite brutality and my sorrow swallowed me. My journey into the underworld demanded my entirety and almost ended me. It taught me and twisted me. And after time, the depth of my despair became the wellspring of my highest joy. The darkness made me fluorescent.
ROSE REAPER / DIGITAL COLLAGE / LINDLEY JOY
the cosmic
WITHOUT THE SHIT I WOULDN’T HAVE ANY FUCKING INGREDIENTS/ DIGITAL COLLAGE / LINDLEY JOY
Living in death awareness allows me to die into Life. From the micro to the macro, Death’s lessons color my world with vibrant hues. Deep communion with my grief grows the compassion in my heart. And from that colorful Love, I create. I create to honor the expansive gifts - the sacred magic - of Death and Grief. And life feels fuller.
I apprenticed Death Midwifery for nine magical months with the NINE KEYS SCHOOL OF DEATH ARTS.