I love attending births as a doula, especially over the past few years as I have grown closer to the spirit and I have been praying for my spiritual eyes to be opened. I can now easily sense that there are spiritual beings at births too. Angels and ancestors are near. The veil is so thin as spirits pass through it, both as people are born and as they die.
I had the privilege of discussing Eve and her births with an artist friend, Katie Garner, who is in the middle of painting a series of Eve portraits.
We were talking about Eve and what she may have experienced with her first pregnancy and birth. She was probably unsure as to how this little baby growing in her was going to come out of her. There were no childbirth classes to take, no midwife to consult. Then during the actual birth I imagine she and Adam were probably overwhelmed as to what was happening and how this was all going to resolve itself. They must have clung to one another and prayed for help.
I hope there were angels attending them during those moments.
Within a week after my discussion with Katie, I found myself at a homebirth. It was a first vaginal birth for this mom. There was this magical moment for me. She, her husband and I were squeezed together in this tiny bathroom. She stared up at her husband with that look, “How in the heck are we going to do this?”
This was the look Katie and I had talked about. That moment that must have passed between Adam and Eve as they realized, this was really happening, somehow this baby was going to come out of her.
I suddenly felt Eve’s presence there with us in the bathroom. I felt her watching with love and concern and reassurance.
“You can make it through, you can find the strength.
I did it, all mothers’ have.”
I was amazed, I had never noticed Eve at a birth before. Usually I just feel angels’ presences in general, not specific ones. I relished that sweet moment. The mom and dad were in their own moment, maybe not enjoying theirs as much as I was enjoying mine.
Later at the birth I felt more and more angels surrounding us, offering protection and courage. I reassured the Mom that they were there, cheering her on. That she was doing a great job. I felt them all rejoicing with us as this sweet baby was born.
I prayed about it driving home from the birth and came to realize it was a gift I was given. I had been pondering on Eve and her births, so I was open to “seeing” her specifically.
I asked in my prayer if she was at every birth. It made sense to me as she is “The Mother of All Living.” I received the answer that she is at the births she is welcomed to.
This is interesting to ponder.
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