My journey to midwifery began just about 10 years ago, at 17, when I saw my first birth at a birthing center on the border of Juarez, Mexico. It was in that moment—that one shift of energy, where new life entered the world—that my whole...
The call of the cardinal, sharp red, whose morning song fills the air. The smell of Birth in the soil and bursts of the trees’ first buds, Hanging like thick perfume. The warmer-tinged breeze than that of winter; Blowing in hope, easeful joy. It peels back thick clouds from the sun, Allowing the...
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...
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...
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...
She cried out for God her whole labor. She arrived at 6cm, only 4 more to go. She was an older woman. Saying this was her fifth baby, I would soon learn it was her fifth living baby, but her eighth birth. She had been through this before. She was tough. The grit in her...
October 3rd Something very beautiful happened in Concepcion, Chiquirichapa on the evening of October 3rd*. A week earlier there had been a young boy, 22 years old, from Concepcion who was killed in Maryland; he had gone there to work. This young boy happened to be...
I felt Her Waters on me today. My naked body plunged into Her blue depths. She tossed me gently, soothing every crevice of my skin. I felt Her touch: That of a Mother, with a deep power, a deep wisdom that moved between her volcanic shores. I was not without Fear. There...
The Lake shouts as she lays still, basking the whole land in depth. From our heights we can feel her blowing, shining, igniting her long arms to embrace our naked bodies. She is not just the Water, She is the Wind, She is the Sunrise that dances on her very...