I cried when I read this. This is so powerful and true! The journey a woman goes through during childbirth is magical. It is indeed a dangerous and blessed event. My husband’s mother died 12 hours after giving birth to him. She had internal bleeding that wasn’t caught in time. I remember my father in law being so nervous during my two deliveries. He had happy tears and much praise to God that I survived the journey.
Whether you have had a child birth or not, you dear woman…have that space, that Sacred Womb that is connected to all of Creation, on every realm and every vibration.
Enjoy this lovely article!
~ Rev. Tiffany White Sage Woman
Straight from the Heart Mothering
I wish I was sitting with you now, at your kitchen table. I would listen to your birth story. I would rub your strong shoulders and ask to hold your baby. I wish this because I admire your courage. Thank you for bringing a new baby Earth-side. You are a heroine. Some Native American tribes believe that the mother must journey to the land of the souls to bring back a child for her people. This is labor. Your own re-birth and the birth of this baby is the most significant journey, both spiritual and physical, that a human being can make. You return a mother, having completed the world’s most dangerous and blessed life event. If you do not believe that childbirth, in all its manifestations, is a heroic undertaking, consider the statistics: every day on planet Earth approximately 1370 women die due to complications of pregnancy and childbirth. Today as you read this, let me celebrate your bravery. Whatever the details of your birth story, you faced your individual childbirth challenges and worked to give this world a newborn person.
Perhaps your birth did not go as planned. Many do not, and so you will cry and with the help of friends, family and the Good Lord (God, Universe, Creator) you must heal. Please do not diminish the wonder of the job you have done only because it was not perfect in our limited human opinion.
While we are of flesh and bone we cannot hope to fully know what “perfect” is. Our best made plans will be broken a million times in the years of parenting ahead. As mothers we must learn to be flexible, for the rigid tree breaks in the windstorms of life. In birth we are utterly taken apart. In this way God guarantees that we emerge anew. This is how Mother Nature builds a new mother, by first burning down our preexisting lives. The survival of this precious being you hold close today depends upon your undoing.