The seeds of Ecstatic Birth were conceived years ago with my first pregnancy. I desired a birth that would leave me breathless and marveling at my body’s strength, wisdom, and capacity to bring forth life – but I had no idea how to get there. I was surrounded by love and encouraged to get the “best” doctor who would deliver me in the “best” hospital to stay “safe.” I listened, enrolled in a natural childbirth class, and wished upon a star.
My first birth was a lot more traumatic than ecstatic. It set into motion a string of heartbreaking events that shook my very foundation and forced me to re-evaluate how to operate in this world. Through that reconsideration, I learned to connect to the wisdom of my body and the importance of pleasure to my well-being. It was only after I had integrated these lessons that I was able to conceive again. That birth was my wake up call.
I decided that if I was ever going to give birth again, it had to be completely different.