I am so excited that you have found your way to my world of Second Firsts. I am Christina Rasmussen and I am here to raise the bar of life after loss.
I use the basic principles of brain science to change the patterns and habits of grief and help you reenter your life and your career one small step at a time.
My book SECOND FIRSTS: Live, Laugh, and Love Again was released by Hay House in November 2013, so everyone can have the tools they need to start over. I look forward to getting to know you and helping you in your journey.
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"It is like loss has taken us hostage and Christina is the hostage negotiator that causes loss to lose its grip, so true freedom can be restored."
- Sharmaine Hobbs
The Message in A Bottle has changed the lives of over 20,000 people - it's time for you to take the journey and experience a new beginning for the next 30 days. Whether you are experiencing the loss of a loved one, a relationship, a job, or any other loss - it's time to start finding the glimmers of light as I guide you through 30 days of firsts.
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Christina's New Book!
With clear-spoken science + inspiring stories, SECOND FIRSTS: Live, Laugh and Love Again guides you through The 5-step Life Reentry Model: a revolutionary process that turns the whole notion of 'getting past grief' inside out — taking loss out of the spotlight, and placing life front + center.
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The Life Starters is an action-based social network for people who have experienced devastating loss — whether from divorce, death, illness, betrayal, war, deportation or natural disaster. But The Life Starters isn't about trauma + grief. It's about love + reinvention.
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Recent Blog Posts
I might not have witnessed the most tragic losses of our time but I have been a witness to thousands of mourners and I come away with one truth. We heal only as a collective. We heal only with each other. We heal by holding hands. We heal only by witnessing each other’s losses. We Read More
Crawling inside my small closet sobbing had become a frequent visit. It was the only place in our two level, ranch house in Concord, Mass, where I would not be heard crying by my husband who had cancer and my girls who at the time were using the closet during the day for dress up. Read More