A Word as a Doorway

A grief-tending circle. Each month, we gather in person to tend to what is tender.

Grief is not a problem to solve. It is a landscape we learn to walk, together.

These circles are a place to slow down, to feel what has gone unfelt, to listen inward, and to be witnessed without needing to explain. At the heart of each gathering is a single word. A word that opens something in us, a feeling, a memory, a wound, a threshold.

It is not a definition.

It is not a prompt to fix or explain.

It is a doorway. A place to listen.