I Am Innergoddess

SHARED HEALING SPACE AVAILABLE

Are you a:
• Reiki Practitioner
• Energy Healer
• Medium or Psychic
• Counsellor or Coach
• Holistic Practitioner
• Death Doula
• Yoga or Meditation Facilitator
• Wellness Professional

Looking for a warm, welcoming space to meet with clients, host workshops, circles, or healing sessions?
The Souls Nest Carleton Place, Ontario

A beautiful, peaceful space created for healing, connection, learning, and community.
✓ Flexible rental options
✓ Ideal for one-on-one sessions
✓ Small group workshops & circles
✓ Supportive and like-minded environment

Let's grow a healing community together.
Contact Jen 📧 [email protected]

As a society, we often avoid talking to children about death.

We worry we'll say the wrong thing.
We worry we'll make it worse.
We worry they'll be too young to understand.
But children are often already aware that something has changed.

They see the tears.
They feel the tension.
They notice the empty chair.
And when we don't give them words, they often create their own stories.
Stories that can feel lonely, confusing, and sometimes even frightening.

I am offering a new certificate program:

Talking with Kids About Dying, Death & Grief

A gentle 6-part online training designed to help parents, caregivers, educators, doulas, healthcare professionals, and anyone supporting children feel more confident navigating these important conversations.

Together we'll explore:
🤍 How children understand death at different ages
🤍 Talking about serious illness and dying
🤍 Supporting grieving children
🤍 Pregnancy and infant loss
🤍 Memory-making and legacy activities
🤍 How to become a compassionate guide during difficult times

Wednesdays evenings (every other week)
August 5 – October 14, 2026
6:30 PM – 8:30 PM EST
Online via Zoom
Investment: $375

Because children deserve honesty.
They deserve support.
And they deserve adults who are willing to walk beside them through life's hardest moments.

To learn more or reserve your space, email:
[email protected] 💜

Twenty-one years ago, when my daughters Lydia and Ella died at birth, I was given a memory box.
Inside were precious reminders that their lives mattered. Tiny treasures that I would hold onto long after I left the hospital.

Today, my heart is overflowing with gratitude.
Students from our local high school have lovingly built these beautiful memory boxes to be donated to local hospitals for families experiencing the unimaginable loss of a baby through pregnancy or infancy.

Each box is more than wood and craftsmanship. It is a place to hold memories, footprints, photographs, hospital bracelets, tiny keepsakes, and pieces of a love story that will never be forgotten.
No parent should have to walk this journey, but when they do, I hope these boxes offer a small measure of comfort and a reminder that their baby mattered, their love matters, and their grief matters.

Thank you to the incredible students, teachers, and community members who helped bring this project to life. Your kindness will touch families during some of the hardest moments of their lives.

💜 In memory of Lydia & Ella, and in honour of every baby loved and missed.

Almonte District High School - Construction and Woodshop

When was the last time you gave yourself permission to simply rest?

No fixing. No striving. No holding it all together.
Just an evening to breathe, receive, and let the healing vibrations of sound wash over you.

Join me for a gentle Sound Bath experience designed to calm the nervous system, quiet the mind, and nourish the soul.

Monday, June 29 6:30 PM – 7:45 PM Carleton Place

Space is limited.
To reserve your spot or learn more, email: [email protected]

“Death is ________.”

I'm genuinely curious about this one.
I have a feeling the answers will be as unique as the people answering.
Some may say peaceful.
Some may say terrifying.
Some may say sacred.
Some may say love.
Some may say a transition.
Some may say the great mystery.
Some may say natural.
Some may say heartbreaking.
Some may say freedom.
Some may say unfair.
And maybe some of you aren't sure what you'd call it at all.

One of the things I find most fascinating about death is that how we answer this question often says just as much about how we relate to life.

So tell me...
Death is __________.

There are no right or wrong answers here.
Just honest ones.
One thing I know for sure is that death is rarely as simple as black and white.