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49 feels truly divine ✨🌹. How liberating it feels to love myself more than ever before and I would live my exact life all over again to become the woman I am today. As I enter the last year of my 40s, I feel wisdom pulsing through my veins—a
Spring is here New beginnings are on the horizon🌺 Drink the nectar Gather the pollen Create in the womb Let honey drip from my portal of creation Overflowing in gifts for you Our Matriarch—-is blooming expanding to more fruiting gifts beyo
Sisterhood brings a lifetime of love. Some of the most precious moments are ones we never dreamt of nor imagined. Friends since birth or the age of 14, and now, as we stand together 35-49 years on, it feels like a gift beyond words; a moment more pr
Coming Home to birth——three years ago, I stood by this woman’s side as she crossed the threshold into motherhood. That was her first birth and within the confines of a hospital, I was honored to witness her sacred rite of passage. B
Mothers are the real teachers of Midwifery. Midwives are apprenticed to the women and families they serve. The longer I walk this path as a midwife, the more humbling it becomes. The deeper I go into this soul work, the more I understand that we tr
If you didn’t meet a whole new version of yourself in birth, then it’s time to find HER. She is waiting in the depths of your wisdom, your strength, and your sovereignty. We have been caged, domesticated, and taught to fear our own bodie
Hands of Love, Hands of Life—In the sacred dance of birth, there is a language spoken without words—one that flows through the hands. Mother’s hands, cradling her baby with a tenderness only she can know, holding the life she crea
Reaching for what you desire calls on you to first believe in your worth. Everything is within your reach. Sometimes, all it takes is gathering the extra support to help you get there. Over the last three years, I’ve had to deeply embrace this
One thing my inner child taught me early on was how to say, “𝑵𝒐 𝑾𝒂𝒚". When I was just 6 years old, I was reprimanded by a teacher for talking in class. And when she attempted to punish me unfairly for using my voice, I screamed even