Soul Sanctuary

Grief is like the seasons.

Winter is the overwhelming sadness. The kind that feels like it will never end. Like the ground is frozen and nothing will ever grow again. Winter can last minutes. It can last years. There is no timeline and no wrong answer.

At some point, winter gives way to spring. Slowly, almost imperceptibly. A little more light. Something starting to soften at the edges. You can't quite name it yet but something is shifting.
Then summer arrives. You start to feel like living again. You go out. You laugh. It feels strange at first, maybe even guilty. You do it anyway.

And then fall comes. A smell. A song. The way the light hits at a certain angle. Grief moves back to the front. Winter is coming again.

This is the cycle. It doesn't mean you're doing it wrong. It means you're human.

I've been in every season. Sometimes more than once in a single day. What I've learned is that the seasons are easier to move through when you're not moving through them alone.
That's why we created Grief to Grace Collective. A monthly circle to bring your grief, whatever season you're in, and sit with others who understand the cycle.

June 24th · 6–7:15 pm · Common Archetype Event Space, Beech Grove

$50 · A circle held by Page Park & Devi Mullendore
https://www.paypal.com/ncp/payment/QM8CSPHJB42KS

Ten years ago I stood in my kitchen surrounded by 9 dozen failed cupcakes and sobbed.

My mom had been gone two years. I was a few months away from losing my dad. A dear friend had asked me to make gluten free vegan cupcakes for her partner's 30th birthday and I, known in my circles for my baking, said yes without thinking twice about what I was actually carrying.

Batch after batch fell. Tunneled in the middle, dense, wrong in every way. If you know anything about baking you know when the ratios are off, there's nothing you can do. All 9 dozen went in the trash.

I showed up to the party in my sunglasses, handed my friend her money back, and left early. I hadn't made cupcakes. I had made grief cakes. Little replicas of exactly how I felt inside.
We all carry grief cakes. That hollow feeling when grief takes up residence in your chest and won't leave. And grief doesn't leave. It doesn't heal. We just slowly learn to grow bigger around it.

But here's what I've learned. We get to choose what magic we put on top. A little frosting. A few sprinkles. The sun coming up anyway. A hummingbird at the feeder. A storm rolling through. A baby being born. Life moving forward even when we aren't sure we want it to.

The hole is still there. The grief is still there. But so is the magic, if we look for it. That's what Grief to Grace Collective is about. A monthly circle where we bring our grief cakes, all of us, and sit together in the looking.

June 24th · 6–7:15 pm · Common Archetype Event Space, Beech Grove
$50 · A circle held by Page Park & Devi Mullendore

https://www.paypal.com/ncp/payment/QM8CSPHJB42KS

A little something I’ve been working on. A mood board, logo and colors for a new client. The website is coming along now as well. It so beautiful and unlike anything I’ve ever designed, I can’t wait to share it!! For now, here’s the mood boards which is part of the brand styling package. Mood boards are a visual representation of the brand and help build the way the website looks and the way brand is represented through social media and other templates.

Inspiration has a way of showing up when you least expect it.

I’d been working with a client on her brand styling, exploring colors, fonts, and logo concepts. The first round wasn’t quite it, and in her reply, she sent me a single photo of a dahlia.

That one image changed everything.

Its buttery yellow, soft peach, and deep magenta tones became the heart of her new palette, and suddenly, it all clicked.

She loved it. I loved it.

It felt *alive.*

Sometimes, inspiration doesn’t come from strategy or carefully planned boards.

It blooms right in front of you, waiting for you to see it. What’s been whispering to you lately?

Join LinDel and Page for Beaver Moon!

I’m working on hosting a grief group to get ready for the holidays. This would be different than grief yoga I’ve done in the past and would include some different pieces, don’t worry, there’s still movement and so much more. It would run October through mid November ending the week before Thanksgiving and be Wednesday evenings. If you’d be interested leave me the emoji of your choice.