Not many people get to do what they believe they were put on this earth to do. I was lucky. I found dance when I was 15. My boyfriend, wearing polyester and platforms, used to spin me around the dance floor. I felt like I was flying. I danced for the next 3 decades, on stage, in studios, at college campuses. I was born to teach. I loved every minute of it. When injury and illness made it improbable for me to continue, I started working as a corporate trainer.
I had a good run.
Ten years later I discovered something else. I wanted to be a part of making sure that everyone can die with dignity. I discovered that I have the gravitas to be with suffering and grief. I see the profound sacredness in the passage into and through death. I'm as sure of this as I was sure that dancing was EVERYTHING as a teenager flying around the dance floor.
I never got the chance to say goodbye to my grandmother because of the fear and shame surrounding illness and death in my family. I wasn't able to be with my dear friend Kathy as she took her last breath because of my own fears at the time. I want to facilitate all the goodbyes that need to happen and all the love that needs to be expressed.
This is sacred work and it is what I was put on this earth to do.