They Were Here- lessons from their lives

12/09/2022

10/08/2022

I learned a lot of amazing lessons from my Grandfather, my Grandmothers, teachers, friends and my daughter. And sadly, they have all passed on.
I have created this podcast in hopes of helping to preserve their legacies and share their lessons with the world.
But I realize that I am not the only person who has been shaped by a passe loved one. And so I am looking for 10 people who would like to be interviewed on my new upcoming podcast series and share their loved ones legacy.
Message me for full details and to schedule your interview.

27/07/2021

This hits home hard today

06/07/2021

Lesson from my Daughter, Angelina (8/12/09-2/21/20)
“The Five Most Dangerous Words in the English Language (or mindset in any language).”

27/06/2021

Sad but true. And that scar is all over my heart.

31/05/2021

But my soul needs you

26/05/2021

When you lose someone you love, you never really get over it.

28/04/2021

Someone asked how I “keep going”. And it’s a complicated answer-

I watched my daughter die at 10 years old after a 7 year battle with cancer.
Everyone always says that their loved one “drifted off peacefully.” She didn’t; it was one of the most traumatic things I’ve ever seen. I’ll be honest- I am not sure I can say that I believe in god, especially if he would let an innocent child suffer like that. If, someday I am proven wrong, and he exists, I don’t want to hear an explanation. There is nothing that could be said that would make it ok, let alone make me understand or begin to make it right.
I can’t measure other people’s pain; but I can honestly say that no pain I have ever felt compared to the pain of knowing that I held my daughter for both her first, and last breaths. Some might call it a gift or a “blessing”. It’s a nightmare I relive every night.

I had “done everything [I] could” and it wasn’t enough; I couldn’t save her.
But what broke me was when someone said to me, “she’s in a better place.”
My daughter was 10 years old- she wasn’t 90 years old; she belonged with her mother. What better place could their be?
All I heard was, “you aren’t enough, there is something better; and it’s not you.”

I can honestly attest, that you don’t have to die to go to hell; there are wounds time will never heal; things you will never get over; and not everything happens for a reason. And nowhere in the Bible , or in any book for that matter, does it guarantee that you won’t be given more than you can “handle”.

Scientists debate whether any of this really exists. Whether consciousness is shared, or if all of this only exists in my mind, or your mind, and it stops existing if you’re not there to experience it. And maybe the only reason I continue on, is because the thought of her ceasing to exist at all, because my mind isn’t there to remember her, seems even more unbearable.

By Danielle Renee Phillips
Mom of Angelina's Army

09/02/2021

30/01/2021

“In the Lakota/Sioux tradition, a person who is grieving is considered most waken, most holy. There's a sense that when someone is struck by the sudden lightning of loss, he or she stands on the threshold of the spirit world. The prayers of those who grieve are considered especially strong, and it is proper to ask them for their help. You might recall what it's like to be with someone who has grieved deeply. The person has no layer of protection, nothing left to defend. The mystery is looking out through that person's eyes. For the time being, he or she has accepted the reality of loss and has stopped clinging to the past or grasping at the future. In the groundless openness of sorrow, there is a wholeness of presence and a deep natural wisdom” ― Tara Brach ❤️

15/10/2020

We are looking for people to interview for our upcoming podcast. We are looking for help spread the impact your loved ones had by sharing their stories with others. Please message us directly if you would be interested in participating.