I have always told my students that the day I no longer can learn is the day I no longer need to live in the physical world. What is the purpose of living on this amazing planet amongst All That Is, if not to learn? Operating through this frame of reference, I knew the birth of my son would hold tremendous value for me in a multifaceted and fundamental way.
My daughter’s birth four years ago was challenging for me in a myriad of ways, both physical and spiritual. After 55 hours of labor, she was delivered amidst standard labor procedures (drugs and interventions) via c-section. I was subsequently unable to produce enough milk to clear her jaundice, sending her into the NICU for several days for more interventions.
For the years between their births, and coming up on my son’s due date, I carried great trepidation about my ability to hold the vibration necessary to allow a natural childbirth. Being the studious sort, I took another round of birthing preparation classes, this time with a dear friend (also a practicing doula and lactation consultant) and spent a tremendous amount of time exploring myself as a spiritual being in conjunction to being a physical one.
As a teacher of Goddess Magicks, I needed to probe into my deep personal feelings of shortcomings in my work. How could I teach the magick of the Goddesses if I failed to do what I felt was the most magickal and powerful of Goddess-work in the natural delivery of my own child?
It was then that I rediscovered and relearned, the power of surrender. I was not a failure; I was a self-made victim of what has in recent years, become the “baby industry.” I allowed myself to be swept into the world of “norms” and modern fears around pregnancy and birth. Worse yet, I tightened my need for control over my birthing process, trying to force a natural experience…rather than surrendering to it.
During my powerful awakening, my soul renewed its connection to the Goddess, the Great Mother. I allowed my brain to be reeducated in the fundamentals, rebooting my basic knowledge and understanding from the human perspectives. What could my body do? What were all the options and possible interventions? What were my responsibilities and rights? What was my birth plan, my true desires…?
In this, my spiritual vision refocused on what was truly important. Birth is the ultimate act of teamwork. Child and mother make this exclusive and intense journey together, while the rest of the team must look on and support from the outside. The right team with the right knowledge is vital here. But the key factor to my own peace of mind in this second birthing experience was…surrender…
Although I desired a healthy baby and a process free from intervention, I permitted myself to let go of my restrictions with regards to what “had to happen.” My son would ultimately be born in the manner he chose. We would traverse his arrival experience together with a powerful and trusted team to honor our process. I was knowledgeable, capable and willing to allow the journey, whatever it might be.
I educated my mind, trained my body, restored my spirit, assembled my team, and let go to experience the most extraordinary moment of my life. Blessings Be!