These are such special times. As I move towards the end of pregnancy, nature around me is also moving into winter, into stillness and rest. The days are becoming shorter and darker, and my body is asking for more and more rest. I feel grateful to experience this harmonization between my own body and the rhythms of nature, and the auspicious timing of awaiting the birth of our baby around the darkest point of the year, just before the light begins to return at the winter solstice. I find myself slowing down, both internally and externally. A few days ago, I decided to take a break from social media for the remainder of the year, and it has already brought such a sense of relief. There is something precious about no longer having to process so many impressions, and instead allowing more space for stillness, presence and listening.
I also feel increasingly in touch with the soul that is preparing to incarnate, about to embark on an entirely new adventure. It is quite a chaotic world and time to be born into, and I find myself curious to discover more fully who this little soul is, and what has called them here, now. There are parts of our life that still feel unprepared, and yet, at the same time, I am experiencing so much support. Our wonderful doula who will accompany us through the birth, the many beautiful baby clothes and things generously passed on by friends and family, the baby blessing ceremony being prepared by a couple of the wise women in our lives, our cat resting close by, and my parents bringing us food. In all these gestures, I feel the presence of a loving web of care.
And when I tap into the fabric of existence, I sense support all around me - support for me to become more fully myself and more expressed in the world. There is also a deep knowing that, while many things in our world seem to be falling apart, while there is so much instability and turmoil, there are also forces at work supporting everything to move into greater alignment with the sacred, with truth, with the world soul. Beneath the apparent chaos, something deeper is unfolding. And the more I trust the unknown that is so present at this stage of my life, the more deeply I experience being held.
