About Healing My Heartbreak Retreats

Like many of you, I know what it feels like to have life change in an instant.

In my early twenties, I lost Tim—my first love and the father of my six-year-old son, Bryce. His sudden passing shattered my world emotionally, physically, and spiritually. I questioned everything I had once believed. How could a loving God allow such pain? How could a little boy grow up without his father?

Years later, I experienced another profound loss when my own father unexpectedly passed away. Once again, grief found me. I remember longing for one more conversation, one more hug, one more chance to tell him how much I loved him.

Those losses changed me.

They also became the beginning of a journey I never expected.

As I searched for answers, I left a successful corporate career and traveled across the country, studying spirituality, consciousness, energy healing, and ancient wisdom traditions. 

What began as a desperate search for proof that our loved ones continue beyond this life slowly became something much greater.

I discovered that grief doesn't ask us to stop loving.

It asks us to learn how to carry that love differently.

Along the way, my intuitive abilities deepened naturally. What I once considered coincidences became undeniable experiences of connection, guidance, and healing. I came to understand that love is not limited by physical presence—and that our relationships with those we love continue in meaningful ways.

Today, I bring together my personal experience with grief, years of spiritual study, and intuitive guidance to create safe spaces where others can begin their own healing journey.

Whether through retreats, private sessions, or my writing, my hope is not to help you "get over" your grief.

My hope is to help you discover what transformed my own life:

Love never leaves  🌿 

Healing isn't about forgetting the people we love.

It's about learning to carry that love in a way that allows us to live fully again.

It would be an honor to walk beside you on your journey.

With love,

Stacy