<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Loss and Liberation]]></title><description><![CDATA[Loss and Liberation]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/writing</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 05 Jul 2026 19:13:06 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.lossandliberation.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[2+0+2+6= 1]]></title><description><![CDATA[I have a lot of poopy-pants, anti-establishment opinions about New Years Eve. An arbitrary date based on nothing but the Vatican’s desire to sever our connection to the Earth, squashing the relevance of celestial events from our sense of time. My New Year has always been Winter Solstice, or the ‘Birth of the Sun’. An actual celestial event that makes sense… AND also, because I’m a sucker for an excuse to get sentimental and create meaning, I’ll wax poetic about my hopes for 2026. 2025 was...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/2-0-2-6-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba62f</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2026 23:16:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/1eda67_ef58229674b54fcdb197a9f64a014431~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Grief Work Expansion]]></title><description><![CDATA[Anyone who knows me intimately knows that my faith lies in nature. I believe all the answers we seek for liberation, connection, health, purpose, and healing can be found outdoors. Not many people know what I've been up to these days. It's been a long time since I posted a blog. Maybe you know that I've quit my desk job and am in school, studying to be an Addiction Treatment Counselor. I'm excited about this work, but it isn't the complete picture. I am also ready to come out with another...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/grief-work-expansion</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba62d</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Jun 2024 17:29:39 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_323635556a52734c676438~mv2_d_4016_6016_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Finding Liberation In Loss - Interview with MysticMag]]></title><description><![CDATA[Lacye Winkelpleck‘s journey into Integrative Grief Support is a poignant tale of personal loss and the transformative power of embracing grief. In the newest  MysticMag interview, she shares the heart of her profession, detailing the essence of Integrative Grief Support and the profound impact it can have on those navigating the complex terrain of loss. Can you please share a few details about yourself and your professional journey with our readers? Like most people in my line of work, I was...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/finding-liberation-in-loss-interview-with-mysticmag</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba633</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Dec 2023 18:04:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/1eda67_4eb4e60e23b542bbacba5e53cfa4ce13~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_226,h_201,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Autonomy VS Interdependence]]></title><description><![CDATA[As someone who works in the field of 'self-help’, I’m about to come out of the closet with a controversial viewpoint. Our quest for 'self-help' is misguided and is messing us up. Of course, it's important we care for ourselves. Obviously. Yet, the trend on this quest all too often has us repeating an old, shitty story that in reality actually prohibits us from ever achieving true wellness. Western values have us trained to value Autonomy and Independence above all else. This egocentric focus...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/autonomy-vs-interdependence</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba62e</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2020 12:35:26 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_4d03be2b0f2d47bd86e93454e917a320~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_199,h_300,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Grief in Times of Corona]]></title><description><![CDATA[Most often grief is defined as loss of a loved one, and understandably so. When we lose a loved one, we not only lose the person, we lose our plans for our lives together. Our need or expectations for them to be a part of our life is suddenly partnered with gaping emptiness. Our vision of the future, of a future ‘together’, is violently altered leaving us with a very different reality than the one we’d envisioned and counted on. When life shifts out of our control like this, our faith in the...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/grief-in-times-of-corona</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba632</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2020 08:58:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_26309000b8474f1a91a9d26445f38b38~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Something to Cry About]]></title><description><![CDATA[L​ilith lost her favorite stuffy, Snuggles, yesterday.  W​e went to the beach, and she wanted to take her. I should have said no or at least made her put Snuggles in the boot of the bike, but she wanted to hold her. Somewhere along the way, Snuggles was dropped. As soon as we noticed, I should have turned around and looked for her, but we convinced ourselves that maybe Lilith forgot her at home after all. At 10pm, the mourning began.  N​ow, it may seem silly to call it mourning. It may seem...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/something-to-cry-about</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba62c</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Oct 2019 00:04:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_e91f65c3d2cd44efbb186d452b7c9d97~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_590,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lilith Ember]]></title><description><![CDATA[T​oday it rained. And I prayed and cried and sweat and twisted from my body all the stagnant pieces of a story I hold precious. It's a childs story. My child. The story of her making and highlights from each year of her life.  It's a bit comical, now after it's telling, to see how much I fretted over getting this story right. After all, it was told to a group of 3-5 year olds. But, it was important to me for 2 reasons. Lilith's father Loved her very much. She will never recieve any of the...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/lilith-ember</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba631</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Oct 2019 03:42:43 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_f071f862113d4da8a7ef8ebbb920a214~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_750,h_750,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Loss and Liberation]]></title><description><![CDATA[I started this blog without giving much thought to the URL. 'Loss and Liberation' felt right, so I went with it. It's my mode of operation. I go with my gut. The original intention here was to process and NORMALIZE grief. I've been so saddened to learn how typical it is for people to suffer alone, to feel like the confusing process of rehoming the broken pieces of their lost Love is a burden they should not impose on their families and communities. I am still shocked at how ill-prepared the...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/loss-and-liberation</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba62b</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2019 05:51:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_be3c94c53f9b45d4a8af1417da6f9cd2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pineapple-Upside Down Cake]]></title><description><![CDATA[Hands down my favorite dessert of childhood. Every year for my half-birthday, my mom would make me one. She's adorable like that. She would sing 'Happy Half-Birthday' and gift me a little trinket. Now, I do the same for my daughter. If you ask her, "When is your birthday?", she will respond with a sharp, "August 14th and Love Day." Love Day, aka Valentines Day, is her half-birthday and does not take a back-seat to the real deal. I make her half a cake. We throw a party. We give gifts to her...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/pineapple-upside-down-cake</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8ed3770ea960eba630</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2019 13:58:30 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_c789b7c49cce4ff3a3ff40d5c232f2bf~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_201,h_233,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[On Boat-Building and Demon Slaying]]></title><description><![CDATA[I’m nervous.  Just like all the self-help books and workshops told me I’d be.  My belly is crawling and my mind is racing, but I have tools this time.  I wake up before my daughter. I sit in silence. I reach out to friends. I move my body. I write. I am nervous, but I am also determined.  This WILL go differently this time.  It is my belief that if you build a boat from your hearts passions and head out to sea, the Universe WILL blow wind in your sails. But, you have to build a boat. You...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/on-boat-building-and-demon-slaying</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e58b</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2019 02:42:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/1eda67_b1e64249a8e94aeaaeec9014ac7b0f18~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_768,h_813,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Gili Air]]></title><description><![CDATA[I quickly grabbed our backpacks and ensured the first feet to touch shore were ours. I couldn’t get away from the boat fast enough. For 2.5 hours, our little boat zipped through the turbulent ocean, zig-zagging left to right to avoid the swells as skillfully as it could. The maybe-not-so-careful maneuvering techniques did nothing to stop half of the passengers from being sick or scared for their lives. The Balinese are famous for their 'It’s-safe-until-it’s-not-safe' carefree attitude that...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/gili-air</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e58e</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Mar 2019 05:59:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_d900da8e2e9141ff879253873f7a47b2~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_640,h_480,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Different Way]]></title><description><![CDATA[I woke up with a skip in my step. Before Lilith was awake I’d done yoga, meditated, and danced in my kitchen.  All signs.  I’m finally ready to share again.  It happened. Exactly what I was hoping for.  I fell in Love.  Not with a man, but with my life. With me. With Lilith. With Bali. With all the New and fabulous things I’m learning and discovering and planning to create and offer to the world.   What my daughter and I are doing here is spectacular.  We received a blow. A hard blow. The...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/a-different-way</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e58c</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Mar 2019 05:52:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_1550ba6e4dfe4c9881e5e80164b328e9~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Grief]]></title><description><![CDATA[A woman died yesterday. The whole village gathered to make offerings to the Gods, to deliver her to their arms and ease her transition into new life. I was greeted by her husband, who offered apologies for the noise of ceremony. I stood dumb-founded, assuring him how absolutely welcome it all was. He honored me with an invitation for coffee that I couldn't refuse. I awkwardly brought rice cakes and marigolds… and you. My neighbor was in a state of shock I recognized immediately. The death of...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/grief</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e58d</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2018 16:08:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_79cfea098c434254b87363c491999157~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_300,h_169,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[We Wish You A Merry Galungan]]></title><description><![CDATA[My eyes open to a dark morning here in my apartment. The end of night pronounced in unequivocal fervor by the neighborhood gang of roosters, followed with only a touch less passion by my longing for coffee. It is December. That knowing strikes a romantic chord in the chorus of my nostalgia. For a moment, I snuggle close to the darkness and wrap myself in the warmth of my blankets under the ever flowing a/c. I know full well that on the other side of my heavy curtains lie a tropical heat, a...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/we-wish-you-a-merry-galungan</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e587</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2018 13:46:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_eab1f07255434188b396b0601889b4da~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Especially right now]]></title><description><![CDATA[I haven’t written in a while.  To be honest, I haven’t written much in the last 4 years.  I’m a writer. I’ve always been a writer, but I don’t create well under pressure. And the pressures of Motherhood are intense. Especially right now. “Especially right now?” You ask with a funny, sarcastic smirk on your face. Look, I know it might not seem like I’m under any pressure. Here I am in Bali, the island of the Gods, on a 10 month sabbatical with no job, and all the time in the world to process...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/especially-right-now</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e58f</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2018 13:52:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_73383353486b774a6b6549~mv2_d_4897_3479_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Blessed]]></title><description><![CDATA[BALI Beautiful &#38; challenging &#38; lonely &#38; kind &#38; mysterious &#38; rich with blessings locked inside intricately ornate boxes. I am being tested and teased and flooded with dreams begging me to remember that I am blessed. Nothing will kiss me until I remember this. All these riches lie at my feet, and I may have none until I remember that they all already belong to me. That is my seemingly impossible task after years of so much sorrow. I am blessed. Yes. We all are blessed, but have forgotten how to...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/blessed</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e58a</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2018 13:42:32 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_b4f4aeba501a4c9295f8f862562a169f~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lush For Luxury]]></title><description><![CDATA[This year, I get two birthdays. Today is my birthday on this side of the world, and tomorrow America will catch up. Last year, I ate cold leftover soup alone and cried myself to sleep. This year, there will be plumeria, cocktails, and candles. I will be tan, and Lilith will sing me Happy Birthday over gluten and dairy-free deliciousness as we watch the sun set into a warm ocean. A very full year of the most radical change. But, has it only been one week since we embarked on this crazy...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/lush-for-luxury</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e588</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Nov 2018 02:26:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_7c8f88cc38a64fe4b0b9fc446e4ae0a5~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_225,h_300,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Moving forward-Backing up]]></title><description><![CDATA[The tears come at the strangest time.  Mr Incredible lies to Elastagirl about where he’s going. At airport security I flash to the last time we were at SFO... and waited for our ride that never came. I overhear someone mocking her own 'daddy issues'. Lilith falls asleep, &#38; I weep like I’d been desperately waiting for the opportunity behind my own back.  My mind has been racing since May. Most of the time, I don't often even notice the ‘sad’, but I know it creeps in there. It pops out at its...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/moving-forward-backing-up</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e586</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Nov 2018 16:45:01 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/b68c9d_85c76a448573446691cff683096284bb~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_300,h_199,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[9 days]]></title><description><![CDATA[We leave in 9 days. Exactly 6 moons after he died.  I'm sitting with a lot of big feelings.  Excitement, fear, doubt, disbelief, avoidance, surrender, sadness, anxiety, hope, insignificance, grandiose importance...  I recognize that all of these are just bubbles sitting on top of my grief. Grief is the ship. Grief is the reason for it all. Grief is the question and the answer. I am in service to my grief so that it does not destroy me.  And I am grateful.  My fierce rebellion against this...]]></description><link>https://www.lossandliberation.com/post/9-days</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a3efa8b740673c68359e589</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Oct 2018 17:36:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/nsplsh_4934645235373279376c30~mv2_d_3537_5306_s_4_2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Lacye Winkelpleck</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>