10/07/2021
I drove through this mist as the sun rose on one side and the full moon descended on the other. I knew then that this would be a magical journey to you because I literally couldn't see through the mist but I felt "the veil between worlds" part that mystics refer to. I drove us through, with no visibility, for what seemed like the longest time, in awe and with trust into the other side of the unknown.
This week WAS magical. Birth, life, death and rebirth. I held space with it all. Breathing with the Birth Ready women as they shed remnants of pain and fear - opening the portal into the unknown. Crying with a Mama grieving the sadness of birthing her lost babe. Hearing birth stories interwoven with intracacies of loss underpinned by a rite of passage interrupted. Seeing the unfolding of Mama's struggling to know how to recover from postnatal depletion. Hearing how a client changed her birth plan to home birth as a result of my Birth Choices education consult. Witnessing the blissful gratitude of what just unfolded beyond words and between worlds. Just beautiful. I'm so grateful.
See you in September school holidays. Dates just listed online. For now, it's back to my bush-sabbatical: being a death doula for my Dad.
