Walking quietly into your birthing space, I see a circle of women around you.
A Mother holding you, a sister protecting you, and your midwife listening to you.
A gentle circle around a gentle but powerful woman. Setting like a Midewiwin amidst pillars of strength and wisdom.
husband weaves in and out, bringing his anchored energy in close,
presenting offerings of deep kisses, tender words, and powerful sacral
Lights low and candles aglow
Soon your pressure
wraps you even more deeply and your roost becomes an altar. Bended knee
and wise incantations whisper through the room like a deep and ancient
Supplications become pounding rhythms as your prayer
becomes a pace... thunderous footsteps and wildly swaying hips - a power
to be reckoned with - this is your story.
at climactic roar, you slip like a sea nymph into the waters warm
embrace. Gliding, floating, peaceful at last. A rippling storm on the
edge of the horizon, we watch as you rest in temporary tranquility.
as it builds on the horizon, we wait with bated breath, as the clouds
roll closer, and we stand in awe of its power, awaiting land-fall... It
The tempest that drives your knees into the ground
and braces your hands on the strong arms of your lover, your jetty in
the storm. Rolling, rippling, building until you drive it back with a
And then a sob.
And then a stillness beyond time itself
A breath, a pause...
that only we, who are privileged to witness life's unfolding miracle can understand...
a new soul has arrived this side of the veil.
you, the maiden mother warrior goddess, you step out in grace - we,
your attendants in waiting, offer you tokens of respite.. and then step
a mother and her new child are amongst us.
Congratulations J and beautiful baby girl!