Last weekend, I attended the natural burial service for my mom’s first cousin outside of Nashville, TN. It was one of the most soul-stirring, hands-on events I’ve ever experienced and I just wanted to make sure more people know this type of funeral opportunity exists!

The burial was held at Larkspur Conservation park about 40 minutes northwest of Nashville. We loaded up in a few cars and drove out to the tree-covered countryside, where we were met by a small team of overalls and boot-clad folks who spoke gently, lovingly and precisely. They shared the morning’s game plan: we would hike up the trail about half-a-mile to a cleared spot in the mountain meadow. Waiting for us would be a few bench seats, straw fans and parasols, some water and snacks and some cooling towels. We were urged to stay hydrated and pace ourselves on the short journey.

When we arrived at the burial site, it was pretty clear what we were there to do: bury a body. A hole had been dug and beside it was all the dirt and pine straw to fill it back in. Once everyone got themselves collected and fanned, the ceremony began casually. My cousins and their children shared eulogies and sweet stories and scripture. It was not over-rehearsed or sad or formal. It was celebratory — it was perfect. And though it was hot as hell, everyone felt like they were part of something really cool — like, a I’ll-never-forget-it kind of cool.

Once everyone had a chance to share their words, the Larkspur folks led a group of six or so over to the wicker casket. They were instructed on how to hoist the casket up and move it and lower it into the hole in the ground. Again, a simple and satisfying act to watch. Next, we were all invited to take turns shoveling a massive pile of dirt and rocks into the grave. It took a sweltering 20 minutes or so to complete this task, which concluded with the placement of pine straw and beautiful flowers — the most organic, perfectly beautiful embellishment! After a closing prayer, we collected our things and hiked back down the mountain trail to our cars.

The lesson here: there are options when it comes to our end of life celebration. And this is a great one!

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, to the earth we will return.