I'm deeply moved, teary and overflowing with love and gratitude for the women who trusted me to hold them today... who showed up in their fullness and beauty... who put themselves first, just for a few hours... put themselves at the centre of their lives. Nine women. Nine months of sacred connection. I wonder what we'll journey through together. Perhaps birth, death and everything in between. Who will we be at the end of it? Who knows?! All I know for sure is we'll be riche

Sheila Hamilton and I will be at An Crubh in Sleat on the Isle of Skye on Saturday 2 March 2024 to bring you our 4th Death Cafe: talk about death, dying and bereavement and how to make the best of your finite life.

I can't tell you how many scarves, shawls, wraps and dresses I have bought recently in an attempt to begin to feel I have something to wear for the weddings and other ceremonies I'm holding this year! Most of them have been returned 🤦‍♀️ I do love these two kimonos though... especially the green one for midsummer.. but wonder if they might feel too much... especially out on the hill blowing about! And to wear my stole or not? The stole I made for my ordination was ministry i

Tea, scones and chat about death. What could be better? Today I hosted a Death Café with a friend here on the Isle of Skye. I love these wee gatherings (this was our second) where anything on the topic of death is up for discussion... There are conversations about pain, grief, family, suicide, assisted death, funeral ceremonies, fear, burial, cremation, spirit and our beliefs about what happens after death. Today I realised that I'd love to be sung across the threshold into