Birthing two children showed me that the truest and most profound connection I would ever experience was with life itself. The life I have was gifted to me through generations of ancestors who came before me—and through the lives I birthed. Our frequency, as soul travellers, spans sound waves and songlines that carry genes and atoms through Mother Earth's ancient song of ages. Ethereal lines connect us all, and birth reveals this truth more than any other experience—except, perhaps, death. When we carry another soul in our womb, there is nothing more sacred than the flow of life: from the earth that feeds us, the air we breathe, and the water we drink to help our baby grow, to the frequencies that create this abundant rhythm—the purest form of creation. Motherhood is holy and sacred, and she who knows this is the richest of all.
