Mother. Midwitch. Birth Keeper. Medicine Maker. Plant Lover. Earth Dweller. Dreamer. Yoga Teacher. Singer. Writer. Mover. Seeer. Facilitator. Connecter. Gatherer. So many things.
Impossible to encapsulate with a single title, I, like all women, am a deep ocean with many currents flowing under the surface.
My dreams are vivid, my convictions strong.
I am a holder of space for women birthing in their power, in the safety of their homes. I am a keeper of sacred women’s circles, where the tradition of storytelling and wisdom of the lunar cycle are preserved. I have a deep reverence for traditional knowledge, self-led healing, and bone-held wisdom.
I turn to plant allies, wise teachers, my altar, the goddess, and my breath in times of need. I am grounded into the earth I live on, I flow with some whimsy, and I observe the dominant culture that surrounds me through a critical lens.
I feel my way through the world and honour rites of passage for the formative and transformative magic which they hold.
I choose to take personal responsibility for myself, for my life, for my family, and for my community.
This life presents us with opportunities to expand our being, heal our lineage, revel in mystery, and release any imagined control. Not to be taken for granted, I choose to sit with and in it all.