As the initiation of birth draws closer once again, I somehow am surprised to find myself needing so much solitude.
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Out in the desert this morning, I realize it’s not even the “being alone”, although that is important (and as my husband pointed out, I am not alone as this baby is with me:).
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There is something so potent, so powerful about not just the silence but the deepness of the wisdom of the earth, as I walk slowly with my feet in the dirt and look way up to the mountains and sky above. There’s a sense of timelessness, spacelessness that the land offers, and that is my “practice” for birth right now. The wisdom of the earth is within my womb.
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Being out on the lansd, I am reminded that this place has always been there, will always be there but yet is mine for creating how I exist in it. If there’s one lesson this pregnancy and baby have brought me so far, it is that I create my reality in a way I never thought possible.
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Call me crazy; I can hear my grandmothers out on the land. I can hear the wisdom that is birth and life in the breeze and feel it beneath my feet and I am grateful for this opportunity to go between worlds, already.
My breath, my sweat out on these mornings reminds me of birth too; how good it feels to be in it, working, and how it’s just about staying present. I feel how persistent this baby has been about needing this time (even though I haven’t always honored it) and also the sun and air and earth as a catalyst for his/her own growth and our own connection. They tell me, everything I need is here, and reflected within.
The ancestors/these babies have come to tell us how powerful we are, not just in birth but in life. Are you listening? Have you had pregnancies where you felt able to go between worlds and realities more easily? Why do you think this happens?

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