This week I met death, or should I say, I re-met her. She is personally all too familiar to me at this point in my 31 years of life. I’d like to have only met her once in old age but that is not my path. She haunted me…

What is tradition? Who’s traditions? And from what point in time? How do you define it? Is it cultural? Is it genealogical? Is it historical? The definition feels deeply personal, subjective and contextual. As someone who falls into the category of what some call a “Traditional Midwife”, I have struggled with what to call myself. Even the term midwife has been transmuted and redefined by today's technocratic dogmatic model of care. What I have experience here, in Ecuador, is …

Less than 2 weeks later, I’m all in and set up to embark on this journey. This has been a huge confirmation for me in waiting for my full body YES and trusting in my higher power that all will be made clear in divine time. I hope that all people get to experience this type of ecstatic purposeful alignment in their lives.

That is my prayer for all of you!