I was sitting at my altar, crying. It was coming up on the 24 hour mark since my eighteen year old son was killed in a car accident. This was the only thing I could think of to do; to cry and to pray.

Suddenly, I could see the world as a view from outer space, and I saw white lights shooting up into the heavens, and I realized that these were people praying for us.

My body was then flooded with my son’s presence, and I had the overwhelming feeling of humbled honor - like being truly honored by something.

A different frequency than my own came into my mind with a thought: “wow, Momulus. I had no idea.” I knew that the thought was about my community and how many people loved and cared for us. It left as quickly as it came.

I opened my eyes. “Weston? Was that you?” I asked.

And just then, my broken heart was flooded with peace.

My journey to this new life as a mystic grief walker had begun.

This group is for you if:

• You're having spiritual experiences in your grief that others don't understand

• You sense there's something sacred in your breaking open, even while it hurts

• You've felt your loved one's presence and need community that honors this as real

• You're experiencing synchronicities, signs, or mystical moments and need witnesses who get it

• You feel called to transform your grief into service but don't know how

• You want to honor your grief as sacred teacher rather than enemy to overcome

• You're ready to walk with others who understand that loss can become a doorway to expanded consciousness