Walking the path of pregnancy together as friends then coming out of the birth portal as mothers; we would continue our walk as sisters, one nursing her daughter while the other mourned her son with empty arms.
This brought a challenge: how could we show up for one another through such contrast and deep pain? For us that looked like: ceremony and allowing.
Allowing there to be space for grief, anger, sadness, sorrow — while also being open to the beauty of the new life that was gazing up at us with bright green eyes.
Creating ceremony where there could be spaciousness for both of our experiences. This was, and continues to be hard — for every milestone that Eden’s daughter touches, I am continuously reminded of the life my son wont ever get to live.
Such is the dance of life intermingled with grief, the depths of medicine awaiting us in sisterhood and as women… if we only have the courage to sit at one another’s feet.
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Join me and my beloved spirit sister as we sit in tea ceremony reflecting on our journey through pregnancy, birth, death, postpartum, and ceremony.
In this raw, unedited, emotional conversation we compassionately explore the women we used to be, the beliefs we used to carry, and the mindsets we had going into (free)birth as first-time mothers.
Together we explore the challenges, the ceremonies, and the healing rituals — like Blessing Ways, Red Thread Ceremonies, and The Closing of The Bones — that have shaped our paths.
We dive into how our bond as friends and sisters has deepened, how we’ve held each other through grief and joy, and how the medicine of truly facing what’s uncomfortable can transform us. It’s a conversation about how we showed up for each other, even when the weight of life and loss seemed too much to bear.
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This conversation is far from polished or perfect.. quite the opposite actually.
Found in all the imperfections and technical flaws is an undeniable truth.
Amidst the choppy audio and pixilated video, there is authentic relating.
You’ll notice about half way through our conversation, we had technical issues and had to continue on in a new way. This feels appropriate to our journey as women… as sisters — beginning one way, with the assumption that things will flow and work out; only to be met with a complication, a disruption… and still continuing on our walk through motherhood together.
I considered rerecording this conversation… but the rawness of our storytelling would be difficult to recreate, and woven within the imperfectness is a humble reality. What you see here is us…
And just as birth and death are messy and imperfect, so are we… as is this episode.
So, true to the type of content I put out, in all of its rawness
— here is … well, here is us.
In reverence,
Emma
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