March brings the quiet magic of the in-between. It’s that strange, uneasy stretch where the trees are still bare, yet the balsam root sunflowers are just beginning to bud. While the landscape looks barren to the eye, it is actually a powerful container teeming with new life. This month, we're exploring the concept of liminal spaces in our grief.

There's something about walking through the woods that changes how we hold our grief. Maybe it's the rhythm of our footsteps on the trail. Maybe it's the way sunlight filters through the trees, or how the forest holds space without asking us to explain ourselves. Whatever it is, we've learned that some of our deepest healing happens when we take grief outside.