The Way of Birth

“There is no formula to the way a baby can be born. No standard. No one right way. The way of birth is like a river and it will take the course best suited to the terrain to keep moving forward and toward the ocean of release. It will wind and turn, and so must a birthing womyn. It will travel in the open and it will course through a dark corner of a thick part of the forest. It will run shallow and it will run deep. It will float nearly silent and it will cascade like a thundering waterfall. It will run stuck and it will burst forth, clearing a path and cleaning out old debris from a wasteland of past. It will reflect the beauty surrounding it and capture the sky, the sun, the moon, and the stars in a cosmic flash. It will carry a secret just under its surface and carry it to shore. Like the river that finds its way to the sea, a baby will find its way out.”