At this moment one of my closest friends is between rushes (contractions) during the laboring for her first child. I’m taking this few minutes to write while the midwives set up, just because I have to get out some of the enormity of emotion we are all experiencing. She is a beautiful mama and has taken on some ancient, feminine, divine energy (force) as she works through this. Something else has come into the yurt, something I can’t explain but can feel, almost touch; it’s telling her how to handle everything. I’m in awe, I’m honored, I feel helpless, but glory in it all. I would not be anywhere else than right here with her. What a thing to witness and be part of less than a week after finishing the trail… Continue reading In the Birth Yurt – Ponderosa, Washington
Now in Washington. This next adventure, part two of my 3 months of wandering, is beginning in Washington where I’ll help a very special friend birth her first child. After this week I’ll make my way quickly through Oregon (2 nights) then on to California. I’ll see some highschool buddies in Humboldt, some herb school buddies in the Sierra Nevadas (and hopefully get some Tumbler in Chico!), and then to San Fran for visits with a few different peeps from various phases of my life, hiking part of the Lost Coast Trail, then to AZ for all kinds of reunions, and on to Texas before back to Virginia. Since I’m still nomading it up I’ll keep writing and posting and I go. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!