Essays and Writings
It's Time
She smiles as she begins to feel a familiar twinge
The precious life growing within is ready . . .
Ready to make his way out of the womb that enfolds him
And into his Mama's loving arms
Expectancy and excitement hang heavy in the air
As she sets out on a most miraculous and mysterious of journeys
There will be strong undercurrents, and waves will toss her to and fro
But the warm waters will always welcome her back to a place of calm and
tranquility
Her beauty is breathtaking
Her endurance and courage are inspiring
She will bathe in the love and support
Of those around her who wait patiently to help welcome this new little
soul
As the dance of labor continues
She grabs hold of its rhythm and begins to rock and sway
The choreography is seamless as she intuitively listens to her body
She is power . . . she is strength
The forces that ebb and flow within her
Reach a final, glorious crescendo,
And as she births her baby boy
She also gives birth to herself