These are the words I live by, from a poem about our souls being spoken to by God before we are formed, by Rainer Maria Rilke. I repeated it to myself during my daughter's birth and during every bump in the beautiful road of motherhood since- from the harrowing 2 am colic to the terrible twos I remind myself to put one step in front of the other and simply keep moving through it.
There is something so beautiful in the depth and intensity of birth, when people ask me why I became a doula I'm always a little baffled because I can't really understand why not everyone is called to witness such a sacred thing as often as possible. As a child I would get a warm basin of water and soak and massage my mother's feet and rub her back until my arms ached. I always had special empathy for the tired mothers of the world.
I love to surf, go on long hikes, and take my daughter on camping trips. We live in Silverlake. Being outdoors as much of the day as I can as well as writing regularly helps me stay centered. I enjoy high intensity interval training and yoga. In my parenting I attempt to laugh as much as possible through the hard parts, but take my child's feelings seriously. I'm focused on living a life of purpose and exploring the mysteries of being. Drawn toward Buddhist thought, emotional art and finding humor.