The opal is said to be many things including the most powerful of healing stones, the stone of hope, the stone of great achievement and even the "stone of the Gods".
Crystal children, Indigo children, and Rainbow children were labels or names for a generation of psychic warriors of great sensitivity. What comes after this powerful shift in humanity? What does the aware child bring to us? I have not heard about these children in years and are probably now in there teens and twenties and some even older. I do not want to get wrapped up in labels that limit the newest of children being born today, even if it is a good cause. I cannot help but share this information I received.
Laying in bed in deep meditation like a light switch from one reality to another by just allowing the experience to unfold in surrender. My judgments left me for that moment and in my minds eye I could feel and see tall limitless beings of opalescence light that where deeply conscious in great knowledge. Many filled the space with gentleness free from ego and an open peacefulness.
The opalescence/star being visit was because of my son Rain. He has been attracting new energies into my psychic awareness. I have always known Rain to be a star child. Rain would be from these starlight beings that shared great wisdom. I bowed in great respect and honor for being apart of this energy. I said he is an "opal child," and immediately felt that to be true in my heart. What does that mean? He comes from a pure clear energy with no karma and is a new imprint that no one can infuse with junk. He is not sensitive to the point of pain-- it is like he is a new human race consciousness and he is not the only one. His humbleness will unfold in time. I will continue to fill him with divine love and support him in his energy and what he brings forth to this world and other worlds.
What is opalescence? I have found this information about it and end with these words...>"Opalescence is a type of dichroism seen in highly dispersed systems with little opacity. The material appears yellowish-red in transmitted light and blue in the scattered light perpendicular to the transmitted light. The phenomenon is named after the appearance of opals.
There are different degrees of opalescent behaviour. One can still see through a slightly opalescent phase. The more particles and the bigger the particles are, the stronger the scattering arising from them and the cloudier the particular phase will look. At a certain concentration the scattering is so strong that all light passing through is scattered, so that it is not transparent any more. Examples are the blue sky in the daytime and the yellowish-red sky at sunset." WIKIPEDIA
Monday, May 23, 2011
Saturday, May 14, 2011
My Birth Story
98% Homebirth, 2 % Hospital Birth = 100% Rebirth
My pregnancy was peaceful and uncomplicated with the only strong distractions of nausea early on that lasted up to the seventh month. Everything was great with no medical concerns or issues. I ate nutritiously, exercised often (especially towards the end), had chiropractic care, and slept well. I was done with working and quit my infant development therapist job to find relaxation in my final months of pregnancy. I relished being in my mountain retreat home where I took interest in the creative arts.
A homebirth was my only choice and my intentions were to let go and let birth. I trusted my body and heart to give birth with little intervention at home. I had a wonderful team of midwives who I ended up seeing over the 10 months of pregnancy. I could not foresee the birth unfolding beyond my safe and loving home. I had the perfect place to birth my baby and it was my healing room, where a tub could fit perfectly for the water birth. The healing room became a temporary birth room. The room was full of beautiful candles, incense, spiritual statues and pictures, and relaxing music. I had no other options in my unwritten birth plan, but to give birth at ‘home sweet home.’
A hospital birth was never an option. In my experience, hospitals use too much intervention and many are not well trained if at all in birthing. Hospitals have their purpose, but my memories of hospitals are of illness and pain. My mother has always been in them and my personal visits of illness were never positive. For me hospitals are a place of great sadness and anger, and it is overwhelming to even visit one. Having a hospital birth experience was never in my birth plan nor was I prepared for it.
No one can ever understand the personal experience of birthing except for the woman in birthing land. For me it was a quiet inward journey that was uniquely crafted by intuition. My labor needed to begin when I was by myself, so naturally it began when my husband went to work. The labor started and I discovered why it was called labor. The rumbling in my lower body started slowly and grew as the hours went on. I was able to ride the waves of each contraction. My muscles in my legs and arms held the energy together as I felt this surge of lighting run through my body. I would clench my body and breathe deeply in each wave. As labor progressed I barely ate and did not get much sleep as my uterus kept me actively alert in the pain. By this time, my midwives knew what was going on and my husband was by my side. The energy grew stronger and stronger; I entered an altered state, where sleep did not seem to exist nor the room around me. I was silently initiated into the birthing dimension where life is met and mother and baby merge in the outside world.
The homebirth was progressing perfectly. The midwives showed up early to drop off the tub and to later come back when labor was stronger. The warm water tub was amazing! I could not get enough soothing and relief from it. My husband stayed close to support my experience of birth with light touch and loving words. My friend Karen who I call my labor coach and divine goddess provided the sacred feminine energy of gentleness and true compassion. Something all women need and deserve in birth. My midwife Katie arrived with two heart centered apprentices Heather and Debbie, who took care of me with close interaction and supportive waiting.
As the midwives made their visits throughout the day they suggested that I get some sleep so that I would be able to deliver my baby. They suggested hypnosis. I had a wonderful woman Luree, who I call the hypnosis whisper. Her aura embodied the grace of hypnosis. She took me to a state where suffering and pain did not exist by the use of her melodic voice and deeply calming reassurance. She seduced my “pain mind” into riding the electric waves of labor. She was my spiritual epidural.
After hypnosis my contractions continued but I was able to sleep while having contractions. When I awoke I worked through each contraction in my rocking glider chair, used gentle walking, or my favorite of all was the warm soothing birthing tub. As the hours slowly passed I had images of me going into an earth cave made of mud. In this mud cave the tribal women placed me into a muddy nook where my birth must progress alone. I could feel the warmth and support of the earth as I laid in a nude fetal position. My altered state kept me close to the pain and my visions of a supported labor.
My plug dropped out after warm soak in tub and I was dilating continuously. My water broke in the water tub with a warm gush. I continued to deeply breathe through each contraction with little resting time. I began to create some earthly grunts in each push. As I felt the urge to push with each contraction I could feel the need to bare down on my bottom. I went from lying on my back, to my knees with my legs spread, where gravity helped the labor. I could feel the head deep, deep inside as I explored the vaginal canal with my hand. I also felt something else. I thought maybe it was an arm or umbilical cord. It was fleshy and soft. I voiced out loud what I felt and was told that was not possible for it to be an arm or cord. The midwife assured me that it could be neither. That is when my birth shifted in great energy and power. Blood slowly started to fill the tub and I did not feel any different, but was told quickly to get out and to the bedroom.
I was confused on why I was now laying on my belly on the bed and heard the midwife tell the apprentice to call 911 for an ambulance. I heard the midwife saying that I may have placenta previa, which if true means that, my baby and I could die within minutes of giving birth. I was shocked to hear that and was in severe disbelief. My husband thought he was going to lose his wife and child. I was told to stop pushing and that is like telling me not to breathe because the urge to push was very powerful with each contraction. My biggest fears were becoming my reality.
The bedroom quickly filled with fire men and EMT’s to take me into the ambulance. I kept my eyes closed to remain internal. I remained calm and connected to my baby. I was not in any panic because whatever this was that was happening was not going to shift me into external panic. I knew with all my heart that my baby and I were safe and okay. I meditated into the labor to meet a place of inner Zen. My Zen state had me stay connected with my soul and my soul can only offer peace and perfection.
I was taken into the emergency room, where there was talk of a caesarian birth. I was clear headed enough to be involved in this emergency situation and said “no.” The doctor questioned, “Why?” with a smile. I said I was allergic to anesthesia. Everything I read about pregnancy and hospital interventions was all true. I was physically manipulated and treated like I was soulless. It was happening to me, but like many other women before me who felt powerless…I was not. I asked questions when they were doing things because I needed to know. After all it is my body. I knew my rights even in vulnerability where I found courage.
A new doctor took over and he was not ready to cut me open and did a sonogram to check things out. He said I did not have placenta previa and that the baby was ready to be born. It was time to get me to the labor room. What was wrong? Not my placenta? Then what was that fleshy tissue coming out of my vagina that left everyone puzzled?
Finally I was transferred into the labor room. My wishes of a natural vaginal birth were in the works. After being told to hold my baby inside for nearly an hour, it was time to push him out. I pushed two times and out he came. Baby Rain was born 7 pounds 10 ounces and 19 ½ inches. WOW! Look at that big head and all that hair! I made room for baby to be placed on my chest, but they took him and left him next to me with my husband. It turns out that my vaginal muscles were being pushed out before the baby and it tore very badly. I needed a skilled surgeon to stitch me up internally and because of that I would have ended up at the hospital either way.
Not being able to hold Rain hurt because I wanted to have him close to me and could not until the stitching was complete. My husband stayed close never leaving Rain. We refused tests and interventions that did not fit into our personal philosophy. We also signed out of hospital care early because our midwife team was the primary prenatal care. The hospital serviced its purpose and for that we are greatly appreciative. I am thankful for the special skills of this doctor, but not his uneducated reaction on my homebirth choices and excellent prenatal care by The Sanctuary Birth and Family Wellness Center.
The homebirth turned into a hospital birth and that is when I realized that I needed some spiritual and psychological healing… a rebirth. The rebirth was amazing and something every woman should experience if left with a traumatic birth experience. It filled in the spaces of sorrow with wholeness, hope, and grace. I feel like a rebirth is an opportunity to reenact the original birth with the same people in the same way, but with a positive outcome. I get to reprint a new experience throughout my body and mind into my soul.
My midwife offers a rebirth for women who have emergency cesarean births. She saw how upset I was about my birth and offered it to me. I had been processing it for many days after with sadness and pain. I struggled to find balance and peace with my new family. The rebirth began with the midwife team filling up the tub with water. The friends I invited arrived to support my energy and experience with deep love. Karen my goddess friend at the original birth came to support the rebirth and heal herself. She is Rain’s godmother or “god mama.” In addition my friend Alex came to contribute her energy of great ease and healing, who I wanted at the original birth. She is experienced in hospital birth and unassisted birth.
I was nervous to reenact being in labor since only seven weeks earlier it was really happening. I got into the tub and was instructed to close my eyes and take breaths of awareness. The head midwife led me through a meditation that brought feelings and emotions to surface. She brought me into my body. It felt so different being in the tub without labor or pain.
The midwife and my husband both held Rain wrapped up in a blanket that represented the placenta. My husband and the midwife gently lowered him into the tub. She brought him close to my lower body and I reached to pull him up onto my chest from his paisley blanket or “cozy placenta”. He was so quiet and my eyes filled with tears. I held him deeply into my chest, and my husband sat behind me like before. We laughed together and talked about our baby Rain.
My midwife, apprentices, and friends all left the healing room. We were instructed to be together for that missed bonding time. We were asked to go to the bed when done and get into comfortable PJ’s. The midwife and apprentice wrapped a blue shawl over sections of my body parts and said words of healing. In those words they pulled the shawl opposite each other further imprinting a healing experience. It was powerfully enlightening and I was in a joyful state. I was feeling so thrilled and excited after this rebirth experience. A rebirth offers emotional and physical healing beyond logic and into the truth of the heart. My birth experience has further inspired my life into bringing healing to others through my prenatal and postnatal healing services with deep love, empathy, understanding and support. The healing room is located in the beautiful Topanga, California. www.birthhealing.com
My pregnancy was peaceful and uncomplicated with the only strong distractions of nausea early on that lasted up to the seventh month. Everything was great with no medical concerns or issues. I ate nutritiously, exercised often (especially towards the end), had chiropractic care, and slept well. I was done with working and quit my infant development therapist job to find relaxation in my final months of pregnancy. I relished being in my mountain retreat home where I took interest in the creative arts.
A homebirth was my only choice and my intentions were to let go and let birth. I trusted my body and heart to give birth with little intervention at home. I had a wonderful team of midwives who I ended up seeing over the 10 months of pregnancy. I could not foresee the birth unfolding beyond my safe and loving home. I had the perfect place to birth my baby and it was my healing room, where a tub could fit perfectly for the water birth. The healing room became a temporary birth room. The room was full of beautiful candles, incense, spiritual statues and pictures, and relaxing music. I had no other options in my unwritten birth plan, but to give birth at ‘home sweet home.’
A hospital birth was never an option. In my experience, hospitals use too much intervention and many are not well trained if at all in birthing. Hospitals have their purpose, but my memories of hospitals are of illness and pain. My mother has always been in them and my personal visits of illness were never positive. For me hospitals are a place of great sadness and anger, and it is overwhelming to even visit one. Having a hospital birth experience was never in my birth plan nor was I prepared for it.
No one can ever understand the personal experience of birthing except for the woman in birthing land. For me it was a quiet inward journey that was uniquely crafted by intuition. My labor needed to begin when I was by myself, so naturally it began when my husband went to work. The labor started and I discovered why it was called labor. The rumbling in my lower body started slowly and grew as the hours went on. I was able to ride the waves of each contraction. My muscles in my legs and arms held the energy together as I felt this surge of lighting run through my body. I would clench my body and breathe deeply in each wave. As labor progressed I barely ate and did not get much sleep as my uterus kept me actively alert in the pain. By this time, my midwives knew what was going on and my husband was by my side. The energy grew stronger and stronger; I entered an altered state, where sleep did not seem to exist nor the room around me. I was silently initiated into the birthing dimension where life is met and mother and baby merge in the outside world.
The homebirth was progressing perfectly. The midwives showed up early to drop off the tub and to later come back when labor was stronger. The warm water tub was amazing! I could not get enough soothing and relief from it. My husband stayed close to support my experience of birth with light touch and loving words. My friend Karen who I call my labor coach and divine goddess provided the sacred feminine energy of gentleness and true compassion. Something all women need and deserve in birth. My midwife Katie arrived with two heart centered apprentices Heather and Debbie, who took care of me with close interaction and supportive waiting.
As the midwives made their visits throughout the day they suggested that I get some sleep so that I would be able to deliver my baby. They suggested hypnosis. I had a wonderful woman Luree, who I call the hypnosis whisper. Her aura embodied the grace of hypnosis. She took me to a state where suffering and pain did not exist by the use of her melodic voice and deeply calming reassurance. She seduced my “pain mind” into riding the electric waves of labor. She was my spiritual epidural.
After hypnosis my contractions continued but I was able to sleep while having contractions. When I awoke I worked through each contraction in my rocking glider chair, used gentle walking, or my favorite of all was the warm soothing birthing tub. As the hours slowly passed I had images of me going into an earth cave made of mud. In this mud cave the tribal women placed me into a muddy nook where my birth must progress alone. I could feel the warmth and support of the earth as I laid in a nude fetal position. My altered state kept me close to the pain and my visions of a supported labor.
My plug dropped out after warm soak in tub and I was dilating continuously. My water broke in the water tub with a warm gush. I continued to deeply breathe through each contraction with little resting time. I began to create some earthly grunts in each push. As I felt the urge to push with each contraction I could feel the need to bare down on my bottom. I went from lying on my back, to my knees with my legs spread, where gravity helped the labor. I could feel the head deep, deep inside as I explored the vaginal canal with my hand. I also felt something else. I thought maybe it was an arm or umbilical cord. It was fleshy and soft. I voiced out loud what I felt and was told that was not possible for it to be an arm or cord. The midwife assured me that it could be neither. That is when my birth shifted in great energy and power. Blood slowly started to fill the tub and I did not feel any different, but was told quickly to get out and to the bedroom.
I was confused on why I was now laying on my belly on the bed and heard the midwife tell the apprentice to call 911 for an ambulance. I heard the midwife saying that I may have placenta previa, which if true means that, my baby and I could die within minutes of giving birth. I was shocked to hear that and was in severe disbelief. My husband thought he was going to lose his wife and child. I was told to stop pushing and that is like telling me not to breathe because the urge to push was very powerful with each contraction. My biggest fears were becoming my reality.
The bedroom quickly filled with fire men and EMT’s to take me into the ambulance. I kept my eyes closed to remain internal. I remained calm and connected to my baby. I was not in any panic because whatever this was that was happening was not going to shift me into external panic. I knew with all my heart that my baby and I were safe and okay. I meditated into the labor to meet a place of inner Zen. My Zen state had me stay connected with my soul and my soul can only offer peace and perfection.
I was taken into the emergency room, where there was talk of a caesarian birth. I was clear headed enough to be involved in this emergency situation and said “no.” The doctor questioned, “Why?” with a smile. I said I was allergic to anesthesia. Everything I read about pregnancy and hospital interventions was all true. I was physically manipulated and treated like I was soulless. It was happening to me, but like many other women before me who felt powerless…I was not. I asked questions when they were doing things because I needed to know. After all it is my body. I knew my rights even in vulnerability where I found courage.
A new doctor took over and he was not ready to cut me open and did a sonogram to check things out. He said I did not have placenta previa and that the baby was ready to be born. It was time to get me to the labor room. What was wrong? Not my placenta? Then what was that fleshy tissue coming out of my vagina that left everyone puzzled?
Finally I was transferred into the labor room. My wishes of a natural vaginal birth were in the works. After being told to hold my baby inside for nearly an hour, it was time to push him out. I pushed two times and out he came. Baby Rain was born 7 pounds 10 ounces and 19 ½ inches. WOW! Look at that big head and all that hair! I made room for baby to be placed on my chest, but they took him and left him next to me with my husband. It turns out that my vaginal muscles were being pushed out before the baby and it tore very badly. I needed a skilled surgeon to stitch me up internally and because of that I would have ended up at the hospital either way.
Not being able to hold Rain hurt because I wanted to have him close to me and could not until the stitching was complete. My husband stayed close never leaving Rain. We refused tests and interventions that did not fit into our personal philosophy. We also signed out of hospital care early because our midwife team was the primary prenatal care. The hospital serviced its purpose and for that we are greatly appreciative. I am thankful for the special skills of this doctor, but not his uneducated reaction on my homebirth choices and excellent prenatal care by The Sanctuary Birth and Family Wellness Center.
The homebirth turned into a hospital birth and that is when I realized that I needed some spiritual and psychological healing… a rebirth. The rebirth was amazing and something every woman should experience if left with a traumatic birth experience. It filled in the spaces of sorrow with wholeness, hope, and grace. I feel like a rebirth is an opportunity to reenact the original birth with the same people in the same way, but with a positive outcome. I get to reprint a new experience throughout my body and mind into my soul.
My midwife offers a rebirth for women who have emergency cesarean births. She saw how upset I was about my birth and offered it to me. I had been processing it for many days after with sadness and pain. I struggled to find balance and peace with my new family. The rebirth began with the midwife team filling up the tub with water. The friends I invited arrived to support my energy and experience with deep love. Karen my goddess friend at the original birth came to support the rebirth and heal herself. She is Rain’s godmother or “god mama.” In addition my friend Alex came to contribute her energy of great ease and healing, who I wanted at the original birth. She is experienced in hospital birth and unassisted birth.
I was nervous to reenact being in labor since only seven weeks earlier it was really happening. I got into the tub and was instructed to close my eyes and take breaths of awareness. The head midwife led me through a meditation that brought feelings and emotions to surface. She brought me into my body. It felt so different being in the tub without labor or pain.
The midwife and my husband both held Rain wrapped up in a blanket that represented the placenta. My husband and the midwife gently lowered him into the tub. She brought him close to my lower body and I reached to pull him up onto my chest from his paisley blanket or “cozy placenta”. He was so quiet and my eyes filled with tears. I held him deeply into my chest, and my husband sat behind me like before. We laughed together and talked about our baby Rain.
My midwife, apprentices, and friends all left the healing room. We were instructed to be together for that missed bonding time. We were asked to go to the bed when done and get into comfortable PJ’s. The midwife and apprentice wrapped a blue shawl over sections of my body parts and said words of healing. In those words they pulled the shawl opposite each other further imprinting a healing experience. It was powerfully enlightening and I was in a joyful state. I was feeling so thrilled and excited after this rebirth experience. A rebirth offers emotional and physical healing beyond logic and into the truth of the heart. My birth experience has further inspired my life into bringing healing to others through my prenatal and postnatal healing services with deep love, empathy, understanding and support. The healing room is located in the beautiful Topanga, California. www.birthhealing.com
Friday, April 1, 2011
Rain Born February 5, 2011 ~ Ode to Rain
~Son Shine~
How your eyes share a joyful openness that takes in all the world.
You move your hands and feet in a rhythmic dancing motion to experience success of development.
I adore your owl cries, your wiggly body, your long (very long) chestnut brown hair, your elf like nose, your silly sneezes, your kind coos,and sweet smiles.
You entered my life with a spirit that is all LOVE infinity.
You are not mine to keep, but to share with life.
~Rain Soul~
Your presence is a field of light that only knows truth.
Who you are and who you will become is by your own choosing.
I want to explore the world with you in your fresh new eyes and wise heart.
I stand in deep, deep love to fully support all of who you are in body and soul.
Love, Mommy
How your eyes share a joyful openness that takes in all the world.
You move your hands and feet in a rhythmic dancing motion to experience success of development.
I adore your owl cries, your wiggly body, your long (very long) chestnut brown hair, your elf like nose, your silly sneezes, your kind coos,and sweet smiles.
You entered my life with a spirit that is all LOVE infinity.
You are not mine to keep, but to share with life.
~Rain Soul~
Your presence is a field of light that only knows truth.
Who you are and who you will become is by your own choosing.
I want to explore the world with you in your fresh new eyes and wise heart.
I stand in deep, deep love to fully support all of who you are in body and soul.
Love, Mommy
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
February 1, 2011
This is the due date. Nothing but waiting and much surrender. I am rested and trying not to over think what labor will be like. I do not hink there will be much pain and maybe there will be, but it is hard to say. I feel I will react in that moment how I need to and how my psyche and muscles will perform in that breathe. I rest in my heart and hold greatness for this birth.
Friday, January 21, 2011
United as One
I am coming very close to my due date of February 1, 2011 with limited time left to organize and unload the old for this new experience. I want what everyone else desires and that is to start this new life with pure peace, deep love, and clarity. I am a busy bee working the hive (home) to get things done. I am feeling good and just feeling open in surrender to the whole birth and what's to come. That moment will tell the reality that I create in unity with another soul shifting into existence.
I told Rain that I would do what I can to make life worth it and that he gets to figure it all out with support from his guides called parents. I cannot interfere with his purpose in life and my heart holds a wealth of power & love from the infinite place of oneness that we will share. I want him to be and do it different without having to carry all my emotional baggage like the way I did for my family. These are different times and he gets a chance to make 2012 something new. He is an anchor of energy that is arriving for a reason. I look forward to whatever it may be.
On another note my mother had a dream with five year old Rain and it was what she needed. She is disabled and unable to leave her bed without assistance from a lift and spends limited time in her wheel chair due to pains. She has been grieving her inability to run with Rain and cook him delicious meals. She cannot be that grandma that she craves to be in spirit. Rain said to her in a dream that he loved her and understood that she could not and would not ever be able to do all those things. He said he just wanted to know her and love her for who she is. My mother was shocked that Rain just wanted to love her for herself and not for what she could or could not do for him physically. My wise boy is already creating connections. This gave my mother peace of mind.
I told Rain that I would do what I can to make life worth it and that he gets to figure it all out with support from his guides called parents. I cannot interfere with his purpose in life and my heart holds a wealth of power & love from the infinite place of oneness that we will share. I want him to be and do it different without having to carry all my emotional baggage like the way I did for my family. These are different times and he gets a chance to make 2012 something new. He is an anchor of energy that is arriving for a reason. I look forward to whatever it may be.
On another note my mother had a dream with five year old Rain and it was what she needed. She is disabled and unable to leave her bed without assistance from a lift and spends limited time in her wheel chair due to pains. She has been grieving her inability to run with Rain and cook him delicious meals. She cannot be that grandma that she craves to be in spirit. Rain said to her in a dream that he loved her and understood that she could not and would not ever be able to do all those things. He said he just wanted to know her and love her for who she is. My mother was shocked that Rain just wanted to love her for herself and not for what she could or could not do for him physically. My wise boy is already creating connections. This gave my mother peace of mind.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Igniting the Heart Chakra
The heart chakra is the seat of the soul. It is a place of everything and lives in a limitless space of higher consciousness. The heart energy is said to be like a pink gem of light or a green emerald, that emanates from the core of the body. It is like a star burst of beauty with deep knowledge and purpose. The heart carries an infinite amount of love, compassion, truth, intuition, and power. It is not easy to explain in words, but instead it is a feeling experience from the quiet of the soul.
My heart chakra was ignited like a match to a candle that first week after conception. I could feel my heart glow in deep love and it was very emotional and energetic. If I could measure it physically it would show up on a meter for sure. That heart to heart link was my baby's heart to mine; Creating a divine spark that keeps growing and changing.
His heart soul continued to create a powerful connection between us and as the months have gone by the igniting process has become one with me. I do not feel it as a new experience, but it has merged into becoming one with my heart. I could easily believe that I have lost it out of fear or I could go deeper and resonate with the truth that it has become one. His heart and my heart fuel a special bond and link that will forever exist.
The arrival of baby boy will be soon be here and much excitement and anticipation of what will unfold in this spiritual pregnancy into spiritual birthing experience. I feel blessed and loved during my final steps of being a prenatal goddess.
My heart chakra was ignited like a match to a candle that first week after conception. I could feel my heart glow in deep love and it was very emotional and energetic. If I could measure it physically it would show up on a meter for sure. That heart to heart link was my baby's heart to mine; Creating a divine spark that keeps growing and changing.
His heart soul continued to create a powerful connection between us and as the months have gone by the igniting process has become one with me. I do not feel it as a new experience, but it has merged into becoming one with my heart. I could easily believe that I have lost it out of fear or I could go deeper and resonate with the truth that it has become one. His heart and my heart fuel a special bond and link that will forever exist.
The arrival of baby boy will be soon be here and much excitement and anticipation of what will unfold in this spiritual pregnancy into spiritual birthing experience. I feel blessed and loved during my final steps of being a prenatal goddess.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
I Am Now
The New Year is about here! 2010 into 2011 and about 4 weeks left until I get to meet baby boy in body. He is active and so loveable and I am always sending him heart hugs with giggles of delite.
My heart and wisdom are all involved in my birthing choice...to be at home. I have never thought any other option that would fit me and who I am. I believe different levels of consciousness reflect ones life choices, energies & experiences. I have been happy to get positive feedback and support about my choices and the negative comments are nonexistence because I am not owning how others live in fear. I know myself and trust me and that is what matters. I am aware of me and baby boys vibration to follow those frequencies we live within.
Baby boy's soul continues to evolve into what he needs to shape his earth experiences by coming into form with divine talents. He visits other worlds to gain maturity into a level of wisdom that I may never truly understand. I am an observer of it all and very accepting of his choices already.
I look forward into seeing into his eyes of wisdom and his heart of gold, which I am sure will melt me into submission of just adoring and loving him to death. He is like the wisest of angels, the joyful est of dolphins, & the smartest of universal leaders.
My heart and wisdom are all involved in my birthing choice...to be at home. I have never thought any other option that would fit me and who I am. I believe different levels of consciousness reflect ones life choices, energies & experiences. I have been happy to get positive feedback and support about my choices and the negative comments are nonexistence because I am not owning how others live in fear. I know myself and trust me and that is what matters. I am aware of me and baby boys vibration to follow those frequencies we live within.
Baby boy's soul continues to evolve into what he needs to shape his earth experiences by coming into form with divine talents. He visits other worlds to gain maturity into a level of wisdom that I may never truly understand. I am an observer of it all and very accepting of his choices already.
I look forward into seeing into his eyes of wisdom and his heart of gold, which I am sure will melt me into submission of just adoring and loving him to death. He is like the wisest of angels, the joyful est of dolphins, & the smartest of universal leaders.
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