Heather Honold
@heatherhonold.bsky.social
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Writer, death doula, grief guide. I write about the sacred, strange & deeply human. Come read with me at boneandbloom.co 🖤 Grief ✊ Boundaries 🌿 Nervous system & survival 💀 Death & legacy 🌀 Healing 🔥 Snark & sacred fire 🔮 Spirituality & everyday magic
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You might not recognize yourself right now. That's okay. #griefnotes
What Happens When We Stop Waiting for the Right Time to Talk About Death
Talking about death won’t summon it.

It just makes space for peace when the time comes.
Today, on Bone & Bloom:
What Happens When We Stop Waiting for the Right Time to Talk About Death
#deathpositive
What Happens When We Stop Waiting for the Right Time to Talk About Death
When we talk about death early, we replace fear with peace. This piece explores how asking the right questions now can ease the burden later — and includes a free guide to help you start the conversat...
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Thought I was fine until a song took me out at the knees. Hello again, grief. Didn’t miss you—but I’ll sit with you anyway.
Some days, coping means doing the dishes.  Some days, it means screaming into a towel. #griefnotes
Grief doesn’t end. It shape-shifts. Stops screaming, starts humming. You’re not failing. You’re adapting. That’s healing, too.
If you really want to help, hold the space without needing to be the hero. #griefnotes
When Timeblocking Breaks Your Brain
Timeblocking stopped working for me when my ADHD and perimenopause collided. I started honoring my energy instead — letting rhythm replace rigidity. Productivity, it turns out, has a pulse.
#neurodivergent #energywork
When Timeblocking Breaks Your Brain
When your brain doesn’t fit neatly into the boxes of a calendar, maybe it’s not broken — maybe it’s just trying to find its rhythm again. A soft rebellion against productivity culture for those who wo...
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That pit in your stomach? Might be a nervous system memory. Not now-you. Old-you. Emotional flashbacks suck. But they’re real. Go slow.
Grief doesn't end after the funeral. Show up in six months. Show up in two years. #griefnotes
Today I honor the Indigenous peoples of this land—the original stewards of life, death, and renewal. May we listen, learn, and act with reverence for the stories and lands that hold us. Presence is respect. Listening is ceremony. 🌿 #IndigenousPeoplesDay
Your legacy might be a weird soup recipe or one line that lives in someone’s head forever. Big isn’t better. Honest is enough.
Healing doesn't mean you stop grieving. It just means you've learned to breathe while you do. #griefnotes
When did you really first think about your own death? Not goth-teen-mood—real, honest mortality. What brought it on? What shifted after?
Thank you! It’s really a powerful idea. And it doesn’t just relate to grief. We can really apply it in so many different aspects of our lives. 😊
Grief is a shapeshifter. Sometimes it is a whisper. Other days, it's a damn landslide. #griefnotes
At a funeral once, I watched a widow comfort the person who came to comfort her.

That moment taught me more about boundaries and grief than any book ever could.

Comfort goes inward. Dump goes outward.

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The Sacred Geometry of Grief
How to show up for the grieving without crossing the sacred line between love and intrusion.
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"Let me know if you need anything" is a nice sentiment. But showing up with coffee is a spiritual act. #griefnotes