“There is no greater honor or privilege than to attend someone’s final rite of passage; to be present as they commit their last act as a human being. It is a profound, awe-inspiring event that leaves you forever changed. Each instance is different. Some are a whisper or a sigh—others more active. Sometimes I feel the presence of Others in varying degrees of strength. Other times, there’s nothing—just a slipping away, a peaceful absence of humanness, an empty vessel. Each time it leaves me with this awe-junkie sense of being grounded in my own mortality, the macro and microcosm aspects of my place in the world, and the vastness of energy in the universe as it cycles and constantly gives birth to itself.”

“I am drawn to work with dying and ill patients because it’s the song of my soul. It’s my passion. It is important to recognize the importance of who I am and to add that liveliness to what I do. This is the way my soul chooses to grow, and in return, I help those I meet along the way. We are in this together. We are all one.”

“[It is a] gift to be a source of comfort and ease for the dying and their families. Helping people wrap up loose ends and settle into the embrace of their death instead of succumbing to the fear of it.”