The Origin Story

Emerald Tent was born from my own overwhelming grief.
Two days before Thanksgiving, on a quiet morning, I said to my husband that I thought we might have only one year left with our beloved canine soulmate, Brody. I had to cut his walk down by half that morning and sensed his age coming on more rapidly by his breathing and energy levels. By 10pm that same night, Brody fell into full-body spasms. By 3am, we learned he had a 17-centimeter tumor on his spleen. By 4am, we were helping him pass over.
We did not have one year – we had less than 24 hours.
What followed was an avalanche of grief—sudden, disorienting, and total. I was in shock and in love all at once. The turbulence of these extreme yet integrated set of emotions took me down. With no place to go to help my grief move through the body so the heart and body could survive the shock, I endured – but barely.
Emerald Tent emerged from this experience. Brody called it in.
I know now that grief is not meant to be contained, analyzed, or rushed through. It is meant to be met, witnessed, and gently moved—so it does not harden or collapse inward. And so the moment of The Emerald Tent is here and begins slowly, as is the way of heart and soul.
My work and passions are rooted in decades guiding humans through transition, loss, identity rupture, and emergence. I bring a poetic depth and practical sensibility that orients to the body’s intelligence, a respect for inner rhythm, and a commitment to compassionate and courageous expression.
Lori Wallace

