All the Steps We Take Create the Path Many moons ago I was a midwifery apprentice teaching childbirth education classes at the clinic where I wo...
This generation has raised Frida to the verge of idolatry, simultaneously putting ideas of her as a person above her work and blurring what she actually stood for as a woman and feminist by whitewashing and airbrushing her.
Before you begin, a trigger warning. This is written with the white birth worker in mind, for those who are earnest, yet perhaps green in their allyship and activism; this is for those who need to muster up the courage and action to utilize their position of privilege. Lastly, as terrible as it feels to acknowledge our complicity in a system of oppression, we, white women, who seek peace on earth by working in the birth world need to step up.
Joy is not a zero-sum game. My joy takes nothing from you. Your joy takes nothing from your neighbor. So, to hold steadfast onto the shoulds of your life or someone else's...THAT is what keeps you from your own fullness.
I don’t regret having a panic attack, at all. It was a beautiful lesson for me, first of all, to have way more empathy towards others (my patients, friends and strangers) when they are going through a similar experience. Secondly, I am GRATEFUL, that this experience re-affirmed an unwavering commitment that I give myself to RADICAL SELF LOVE, and care.
No matter how big my goals, I've got to remember that my priority is holy wellness and that requires much more self-love and self-compassion so that I may model that for those I love. Each time we model for others, it gives them the opportunity to reflect what they see and experience.
Be that women for your self. Be that woman for your child. Be that woman for your partner, your community, for your future. When you shine your light, it illuminates the way for others to stand in their courage, too. Please, PLEASE shine your light, sister. Amen.