The Sun catches the wingtip of the butterfly; Blazing; Fiery. A welcome to the new Season; A beckoning into Joy. The freedom of bursting from seed: From cocoon into flight. Soaring on wings that lead to purpose. The nectar of Joy, like that of a flower, Spills sweetly, abundantly, from the Heart. Joyfulness. Bliss. Easeful being; That is...
How many times have you heard the words spoken, “Don’t be so sensitive!” “Why are you such a perfectionist?” “Why do you care so much?” “Sit still and focus!” “Why do you leave everything to the last minute?” “Why can’t you just quit drinking?” “Don’t...
Learning to love anger. According to some theories, human beings have five emotions: anger, fear, grief, love, and joy. For years, I had no relationship with my anger. I was able to justify my other human emotions such as love and joy. I regarded these two as...
The snowflakes fell in slow motion in the cloudy morning air. Not moving in any direction in particular. But each making their way down from above, Eventually descending upon the earth. There was no rush to land. It was all theirs now: the earth, time, the season. No longer fighting for...
I was lead to this birthing center, I did not seek it out. In a way I was blindly guided to my internship there. It all fell into place as I moved my life to Guatemala for 8 months to learn from indigenous midwives in...
The five of us sat around a small colorful table, clutching an over-sweetened plantain tea in thick clay mugs. The heat of the mug warmed my body from the evening wind chill that had begun. The five of us. Three midwives. One nurse. One intern....
She came in 3cm dilated, at 5am. By 8am, her cervix had dilated to 8cm. She was progressing quickly. This was her second baby. Imelda broke her bag of waters. Upon doing so, there was thick, dark meconium that flooded the plastic sheeting on the...
I have lived over 8,000 Sunsets, and have not seen nearly enough of them. The golden Sun has kissed beneath the black clouds, continuing to set. I wait patiently for the Sun to peak out of the edge of the clouds, making an upside-down sunrise. Rain greets the Earth...
Her touch has liberated my Essence of Spirit. So intuitive, so in-tune, speaking the language of the Breath, of the Body. Communicating with my Being on an intimate level. Freeing a sensation, an elation in me that lay dormant, just barely under the surface, asking to be released. Pore by pore, as...
His little body was working just as hard as hers. Dropping down, wriggling from the comfort of the womb, his home. He began his big journey, just as she began hers. Both bodies working together to create the miracle that is Child Birth. He moved to pass down through...