A Feast of Selfcare Ritual-Ideas for Honouring Grief (Badassery Style)

A Ritual is a Ceremony

Grief is not a problem to solve or a shame to hide. It’s proof that you are alive, tender, and wildly human. It can hollow you out and it can crack you open. It doesn’t ask to be “fixed” — it asks to be honoured as sacred. These rituals aren't about bypassing the pain or masking emotions.

So what's here, is not a checklist, but a feast of rituals. Think of them as offerings to choose from — whatever your body, your breath, and your aching heart desires in the moment.

✨ Wrap Yourself in Weight + Grounding Tuck under a weighted blanket. Pull a quilt around your shoulders. Let your body know: you are held.

🔥 Move with an Element Dance with firelight. Float in water. Let prairie wind whip through your hair. Press your palms into earth. Let nature carry what words cannot.

👁️ Consult Your Senses Ask yourself: What do my eyes long to see? A candle flame? The sky? What does my nose ache to smell? Smoke? Bread? Sage? What does my skin crave? Fur, fleece, warm tea in hand? Honour your senses as gateways to presence.

🎶 Hum, Chant, or Sing Let sound rise in your throat — not for beauty, but for release. A single note, a wordless hum, a song of your own making. Vibration is medicine.

💌 Write a Love Letter to What You’re Losing“Dear Body… Dear Love… Dear Season… Dear Death…” Let the ink carry what your voice cannot. There is alchemy in speaking grief as devotion.

This is not about returning to “normal.”It’s about learning to be with what’s true.It’s about strength that whispers, I can hold both sorrow and gratitude.

So feast on what nourishes. Leave the rest.Your grief deserves nothing less than reverence.