Today I met a 4th generation midwife (comadrona) who wants to exclusively work with me (not ever having worked with a foreigner), giving me the experience that those of us in this type of profession would kill (not literally) and pay out of the ass for (literally). Which will then lead to us setting up a curriculum for others to experience the same and at a stupidly inexpensive cost.
I could on and on about the tears (and I mean tears) of joy that poured from eyes and heart..
Some posts ago I spoke of how many lives I’ve lived in this life of mine, and how this would be the last. Well, this is THAT last. My purpose—what I’ve been working for. And it’s such a lovely feeling to be so much closer to living—breathing—my purpose..
I will keep those of you that are in the doula and midwifery profession updated once the curriculum is sorted, as well as my personal experience..
The miracle within the miracle; The healing within the healing.. Yay me!
Some of us just know that we don’t have the physical time on this earth as we may like to have. That’s why some of us do absolutely everything with all heart and soul—nothing less of love—to spread as much love as we can, in whatever art form, sometimes at all cost.. Some may call this selfish, as others understand this as God’s work.