“If anyone can do this, you can!”
This is what I heard over and over again when my twins were born by a so-called ’emergency C-section.’
This voice acknowledges fierce love but doesn’t hear,
“I’m human like everyone else. I have fierce needs.”
Today, October 21, my twins turn 26 years old.
Their needs are cumulative and far beyond anything I could ever imagine.
I am inspired beyond measure by their fortitude, resilience, and tender innocence.
They are my heroines.
Parenting is a huge often overwhelming responsibility, one that is invisible in a patriarchal culture, unsupported, unseen, and not valued as the most essential role a person can play in the life of children.
It’s a messy, brutal, and beautiful playing field for reclamation and transformation.
Prior to becoming a parent, I pursued multiple spiritual and personal growth paths.
I bow to the sacred path of mothering — to the depths of the heroine’s journey —
one that has changed me like no other.
My girls continue to live with me as their primary caregiver, as systems and resources shift or diminish,
I learn to dig deeper, to challenge norms, structures, and definitions that do not serve countless people.
I am called to question why women are coerced and intimidated into industrialized medical protocols
sly interventions that happen without informed consent and leave mothers
to feel shame, disconnect, trauma, and like they did something dreadfully wrong.
I am called to unpack why women often justify obstetric abuse. Is it trauma, conditioning, cognitive dissonance, coercion, or internalized oppression?
I have healed through much of this. I am absolutely compelled to continue to join others in restoring value,
self-worth, knowledge, and the rights of women to their rightful place —
The woman’s body, womb and integral intelligence, spiritual connection,
and capacity of the woman and her baby
To be informed and remain empowered to choose how we birth new life
In all areas of life.
To restore this essential transition from the womb to the world that instills within us, “we can do this!’
When my twins were younger, I was in a natural phase of maiden to mother.
I was fueled with creative energy to carry on and do the next best thing
along with the notion that I needed to change and fix them.
Now as I transition into the wisdom and power of the saging crone the false notions to fix transmute to restoration and reclamation of worthiness and sovereignty that engages sacred reciprocity with all beings.
One in five people live with disability or neurodivergence and long for belonging, community, and sustainable aliveness.
No one does anything alone — ever.
We are reclaiming togetherness, sacred circles, our bodies, our crones.
I read this quote from Maria Shriver,
“Aging doesn’t have to mean surrendering your passions or your abilities.
You can cultivate a life that is healthy, engaged, and full of purpose and joy at any age.”
I add, ‘with any ability or disability.’
Ashton Applewhite spoke about anti-ageism on the We Can Do Hard Things Podcast, “Like racism and sexism, ageism is not about how we look, it’s about what people in power want our appearance to mean. It’s political, and it’s completely rooted in capitalism because aging contentedly does not sell unless it’s like a pillow company or something.”
I feel the voice of our grandmothers calling us to wake up and listen to the wisdom of those
who have gone before us.
The crone is the accumulation of all of life’s lessons gathered at the edge.
She has traversed the underground, faced her shadow, and lives because she has loved fiercely and remembers to paint her passions.
She will not disappear, be ignored, or suppress her fire.
Every wrinkle like a scar holds a story of enchantment, a loss, a triumph, a life well lived.
This is our beauty made visible.
She is our Eternal Mother healing the Mother line, a midwife, a portal of the beauty way,
restoring our primordial trust in life.