Death is inevitable; it's just a matter of time until she hits far or near. As she turns love into thin air, we must learn to live with the new reality she leaves behind, and redirect this love to ourselves. Often avoided as a topic, it is silly to run away from - instead, let's look at the various shapes grief can take among us, the deep transformation death offers, verbalize our experiences, and/or simply listen and observe in silence.

Offering a space to gather and speak about our loved ones in the skies, and harness the wisdom of the Tibetan Book of the Dead. Bring a picture of them, and pick some flowers on your way if you feel.

Whether you are grieving someone, something, an animal, a relationship, a dream... no grief is too big or small. Grief is meant to be lived together - to be seen, heard, and held.