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The 5 phases of Entering the Motherverse.
h/t Bill Plotkin 🤓
Before it happened to me, I didn’t realize what a descent it would be. The Internet is full of beautiful pregnancy photos, cute smiling babies. Who knew I’d be sitting here with spit up in my hair, 3 months into never sleeping more than 4 hours at a time.
But I also didn’t realize how much power I’d have. How much capacity, stamina, hell – vitality – even on such little sleep.
And I definitely didn’t know the questions I’d be asking now. Like, how can my husband and I get a few hours of time together without our lil love-goblin needing one of us for something? Or, what do I do about the heartache of living so far away from my parents?
Each stage has hit me like a wave of endless surprise, full of so. many. questions.
Am I fertile? How do I get my body and spirit ready for pregnancy?
Is it time? Are my partner and I ready?
Is my foundation solid enough to bring a baby into it? What would be the most MAGICAL foundation I could bring our baby into?
How do I heal... from past miscarriages, abortions, traumas or fears?
What do I need to say NO to, in order to really make space to say yes to this threshold?
OMG... is this really happening??
When will I get pregnant?... How will I get pregnant?... Will I get pregnant?
Why do I teeter between so anxious vulnerability, and utter unshakable trust?
Who is the spirit of my baby? How can I commune with them and let them know they're welcome with me?
What if after all this preparation, I'm somehow broken, unable to conceive?
Can I trust the mystery, divine timing, the unknown?
How does our baby really wanna come down? What's their version of an ecstatic conception scene?!
Is my baby okay?
What's happening to me? Who am I becoming?
Why doesn't our culture support mothers more? This is so hard core.
Who's on my team? What support do I need?
How do I want to give birth? How do I prepare for it?
What are my values, and how can they be reflected in pregnancy, birth and postpartum?
How do I integrate my birth experience?
How do I digest the fact that I'm a mother?
How can I nourish my body adequately? Who's nourishing *me*?
How do I heal and strengthen my body? Sex?!? Exercise???
How do I navigate old relationships as the new me? (Why do none of my non-parent friends get it?)
What matters to me in terms of how I raise my baby?
Do I want to go back to work? Do I feel called to the same work, still?
Thank God I’ve had guides.
Midwives. Doulas. Coaches. Acupuncturists. Body workers.
If ever there’s a time to pile on the support, this is it.
One of the most well educated, heart-centered and beloved guides I’ve had on this ride is Jasmine Rose of Humble Wild Wellness. I worked with Jasmine for over a year, from pre-conception all the way through to postpartum. Her fluency in the territory of womb + heart + spirit is unmatched, and her reverence for choice, consent and magic were so nourishing to dance alongside.
I am so excited to announce that Jasmine will be joining me and the women of MAGIC 4X on the Big Island for our 4-night, 3-day retreat.
She will be leading daily womb embodiment practices to help ground the mythical soul quest journey I’ll be guiding us through. It is truly going to be a divine collaboration.
If you’re longing for sisterhood, a place to lay down all your questions, wise witchy guides and an encounter with the power of your soul as you walk your Mother road – I warmly invite you to join us.
We would love to nurture and support you, uplift and celebrate you, and be with you in total reverence as you live the big questions of your unique soul journey towards Mother.
Learn more about MAGIC 4X: Entering the Motherverse right here. And apply if you feel called! Or hit reply if you’ve got questions, curiosities, excitements, etc. I’m here.
PS – Have you seeeeeen the fertile magic of the grounds where we’ll be hosting our retreat?
PPS – $111 gets donated to the Hawai’i Land Trust for each participant who joins us. Because protecting & redirecting indigenous lands into indigenous hands matters. Endlessly.