by Laura Mann, CNM.
As a midwife and a mother, I understand waiting.
I get it. The moon waxes and the moon wanes. The tides roll in and roll out.
And still we wait.
We wait for the first contraction. And then for the next. We wait for the cervix to ripen and open and for the mama to drop into her vortex and for her baby to drop into and then through the pelvis. And the placenta to follow. and the family to form.
by Cara Cadwallader, a Tree of Life mama.
Perfection Embodied, you remind me that we are all born this way ~ Innocent. Pure. BeeUtiful.
You arrived in the nick of time, just as I knew you would. You did not, however, arrive on the 21st. Although I hoped that you would because there was so much energy swirling across the planet on this International Day of Peace with thousands of people meditating and hundreds of thousands marching in the name of climate justice, you were just too content to budge. We understood as we kept moving to the beat of time, allowing you your own natural process of unfolding.