Winter Circle ... It's time
I see you ,
Numbed by your new world of loss , be that loss of a loved life , a relationship , an opportunity …
Unable to ever feel the same way about life again,
You may be in the mid winter of your grief, I want you to know that just as a door mouse finds a snug in between the ancient roots of the old oak tree and feels the support of the warm earth embrace her,
We embrace each other here.
Loss can make you feel like an outsider ,looking in , watching others around the hearth having fun
There is a space for you here. A comfy seat with a big warm rug for your shoulders , sit by our fire and warm your knees …
Come on in !
I see you out there , passed the facade of “ doing ok”
Join us -
Don’t let your light be blown out in the cold
Allow yourself to welcome in the FREEDOM of being supported ,
It can feel like the soft sand between your toes as you walk along the ocean’s edge on a warm evening , like the softness of slippers on cold toes , the cosiness of a hot bowl of soup and the joy of laughing again with friends