My quest to better understand and support peaceful end-of-life transitions began as a result of a shared death experience with my grandmother. To this day, I vividly remember standing at my grandmother’s bedside, hours before her final journey home, observing the dance of emotions that swirled in the small hospital room. Having bared seven children, the room was filled with conflicting emotions of family members struggling to create meaning of the inevitable. For some, the unanticipated moment was accompanied by gentle acceptance and grace while others stood in torment.

The contrasting realities left me perplexed as I witnessed the entangled web of tensions preventing my grandmother’s soul from transcending her bodily form. It wasn’t until all family members had left the room for a small break that the veils opened. Although she had not been outwardly conscious for several days, she suddenly sat up, opened her eyes, and smiled in such as a way to reveal the breathtaking beauty she was witnessing and experiencing. Within seconds, her frail body collapsed onto the bed as her soul began its upward journey. This sacred moment not only informed me of the immense beauty of death, it also helped me further understand the importance and necessity of peaceful transitions. As a result of this end-of-life journey, I began pursuing my calling within the hospice movement.

This initial encounter with death, along with several shamanic initiations, was the foundation of numerous subsequent shared death experiences where compassion and inner peace became the foundational of sacred transpersonal dimensions. My deep desire to share this mystical dimension with others has been the impetus and driving force of my current life path.