From Rupture to Rapture: the Rebirth
I have not shared much about my doula training that I just completed, because I was quite ruptured by it. Broken open deeply to the grief and pain that is stored in my womb. Overwhelmed with the possibility of rebirth through physical birth. In awe of the ordinariness and miracle that birth is.
I have been coveting the words "doula", letting it roll over my tongue. Tasting it's intricacies and ancient wisdom. My heart and my womb whisper "doula, doula, doula" every time I step into my work of witnessing, embodying, and creating space for people to drop into their hearts.
My mind has been racing and heart fluttering as I've begun to yolk together the role of the sacred doula to all that I do. Realizing that there is truly no difference between my work as a doula, coach, healer, herbalist, medicine woman, and (dare I say) witch in this life time.
The resonance of this word echoes deep into my bones and feels like a coming home. My heart loves language and pouring out words like honey. And doula tastes of sweetness and familiarity. Of power and purpose. Of love and the wisdom of the feminine.
I am a doula of the heart and womb. Of the rebirth of each being so that they may know their power and divinity, of all the wisdom and wonder they hold inside. And most of the time rebirth requires that we be witnessed in our Rupture. In the breaking open that can only happen in our deepest moments of pain & trauma. Alchemy lives here. In the moments that threaten to tear us apart.
The doula helps us to remember the power and potency of this Rupture, knowing that it is the beginning, the labor pairs of the rebirth. And in the rebirth, god, that is where the Rapture lives. Those moments of the deepest knowing and resonance in our own divinity. Of the most potent and intimate connections to Source. And we only can experience those moments if we are willing to surrender to the Rupture, to feeling it ALL.
Re- Birth is not for the faint of heart, it takes an immense amount of courage and strength. And yet all beings, especially women, inherently know and hold the embodied wisdom of the birthing process. We've only forgotten how sacred it is, we can never lose our connection to something so divinely primal.
My work in this lifetime as a doula is the merging of all that I am and continue to discover. I carry the medicine and knowledge I've collected in this lifetime and so many others. I carry the medicine of witnessing, supporting, speaking the sutras of love and Goddess. I carry the medicine of the healing powers of the plant & stone people. I carry the medicine and the weight of the sacred, instinctual call to ceremony & ritual. I carry the medicine of the moon and I listen to and honor her language.
I am hopeless devoted to the mystery, to Kali Ma, to Mary, to all the embodiments of spirit, to the preciousness of the human experience, especially to women, to sensuality, to the heart & womb - keepers and sources of life, and so much more.
And I am here to share this knowledge the best I can. To serve humbly and powerfully, to speak up and be willing to fuck up and say I'm sorry rather than stay quiet. I am here to mark initiations and rites of passage. I am here for the witness the rebirths of you, as the doula and all that I am.
To the women reading this, you beautiful mysterious creatures, this is what the Wild Calling course is al about. It is my offering as a sacred doula to support you in the rebirth that we're called to again and again. So if the mystery has been calling to you, the goddess whispering in your ear, if some part of you has an insatiable hunger, if there is a longing for more, if your body has been speaking truths to you that you have yet to understand. Come and join the circle. Give yourself to the rebirth. Learn how to be a doula to your self and to your sisters. And walk the path of the sacred feminine. She's calling to us all.