04/29/2026
This heart work brings me to tears on the regular. Today it's tears of hope, joy, and deep appreciation. Today I'm reminded why I do this, and what keeps me going when it all feels so heavy sometimes.
I've been supporting a young mother who is overcoming so much adversity. Abuse, loss, addiction, homelessness. To see her hold her newborn son, bond with him, respond to him, flourish in her role as a mother, fills my heart to bursting. To see her bloom in her confidence and pour love into the little human she created is truly a gift I am grateful to be worthy of.
I met another young mother recently. We had our first prenatal last week. When we first met she expressed feeling so much anxiety about becoming a mother, this is her first baby and she didn't know it would happen so soon. At our prenatal, I told her about matrescence, the changes that come with this growth, the rewiring that is part of the process. She'd never heard of the concept before. We talked about holding grief and joy together, allowing the space for it all to exist. Last night she sent me a text, just to let me know that our conversation has made a world of a difference to her experience already.
This is the village that we need, that we seek to return to, that we have been systematically removed from through colonisation. It looks much different than I imagined it at 20 years old, so long now. But I'm absolutely grateful that this is where I've landed.
