You wonder about your little one, snugly ensconced in your womb, tiny arms stretching out, fingers pressing into the enveloping tissue of your body, reaching, stretching to touch, finger-tips. We imagine a nose, mouth, eyes, a tiny face opening out of the most exquisitely designed structure, to meet you, see you, smile up at you. And you wonder, who is she, what does she feel in there, what does she know? Is she feeling the ache in your heart, the longing, the ripples of emotion from the angry cry you had earlier in the day? Is she feeling the uncertainty you hold on to, the doubts in yourself, the fears? Is she buzzing on the early morning double shot espresso you threw back before running out the door. Is she stressed with bio-chemicals in there or blissed out?  It’s a pretty harsh world out there she is arriving into. You wonder, will she be strong enough, how to protect her from all the monsters in the dark, the noise, the overwhelm. Will she know peace? Will she feed and settle, will she learn to play without technology? God you hope she is perfect, whatever that might mean, but perfect. And lets not think too hard about what might fall outside of that definition.  How she is already the fulfilment of your dreams, already written into the family, this perfect little babe. Gosh what kind of personality will she have?  Will she have your eyes, your unruly hair, will she remember all those sad moments, the uncertainty, or just the joy - knowing she is loved. Will she carry the burdens of the past? Will she be overwhelmed by the future? What kind of future will she need to deal with? The burden of it already feels suffocating, this time on earth. What if she is overdue? The birth plan is so important. Is she going to come naturally? Will she be… … …?  Breathe…  You got this little one. So much to wonder about, to long for, to worry about. So much to imagine with excitement and trepidation. Who is this little one?  How will it be for her? What will the birth become as her little body arrives in this world?  We all have our stories, our personal journeys, values, fears, doubts, and God knows so many challenges, more now than ever it feels, as the world is spinning so fast, out of control, and soon this baby will be…. (Insert personal story, and held breath and trauma points in the body, and whatever that held back scream is you have been swallowing down) Now, notice what your body is feeling in this moment…

And in that held breath point, lets flip this story, see it through the eyes of the incoming soul arriving to be  born.  This soul in residence inside your body, this soul who has been present throughout the whole thing, who is preparing to be here with you, who is reaching out to touch and meet you. This soul who IS this baby.  And lets see how the dialogue changes. Her referent has a different voice, she has been intricately preparing this for quite some time, and put so much effort into the details. She has a purpose for being here, now, and there is so much precision in how it all unfurls, soul-into-body, creating herself in form is an art, with architecture and engineering. Quantum bio-mechanics and universal embodiment physics… whaaat?!   You did your part - consciously or not - now let’s look at her part.

The soul of this baby is a story of consciousness before her birth. She is existing, she is here to be born, she has presence and purpose and precision.  She has chosen you, here, now, this family in its unique configuration. She is bringing a soul story with her, one that she will express, live and grow into and that will shape her throughout her life. One that will determine her personality within the nature-nurture of her birth family and environment. One that will determine the path she takes in this world, the gift of her and how she expresses it.   It is profound to know this soul already is, and her newly emerging ‘I am’ will birth into form and she will develop and grow into precisely herself, her vast ‘I am’.   She is here to be the soul she is in form, to articulate and express her essential nature, her gift to the world, to shape and be shaped by this earth time, this family.    

So she re-organises your inner wondering,  precisely. Who is this soul and how will she embody her form and birth into this world in integrity?   A birth of soul-into-body-into-world, a tiny new human on earth, a brand new baby into this family, a vast and incredible soul arriving for this life, this time, this story. So her referent gives you a different dialogue, one that is listening and responding to her unique soul, her presence and directive, her embryological development, her needs, her birth plan.

Pregnancy is a time when we can open in pure-hearted listening to this soul. Not a reading,  not a meditation or intention, not a new-age concept of a spirit-baby or some tool-box technique, but beyond all the narrative and noise of this world, simply and purely listen to her.  She exists as a unique and beautiful soul consciousness with stunning information and currency of soul-into-body.  A currency of ignition, of life. The currency that engaged the conception and holds the pristine blueprint - the architecture of the developing form. The currency that will ignite the birth and engage all embodiment circuitries and geometries in the birthing baby body.  A soul-into-form cellular marvel.  She is this, a child of the universe. She is perfect according to her design, the precision is hers.  And we can listen to her, to her unique information of soul-into-body, to her unique presence, her information currency in action of embryonic cellular development.  We can listen to her, to her incoming soul story, her timing, her purpose, her rightness. We can listen to her birth story, we can know her needs and challenges,  be clear in our decisions and actions. We can feel the shape of her, touch, her colours and her designs. We can know her personality-to-be, the essence of her being that will become the toddler, the girl, the young woman. The pure and precious gift of this soul, the wonder of it. The embodiment story tells us all this, the core from which she unfurls, in every heart beat, every breath, every stretch and reach of her tiny finger tips.

And in listening to her, you understand she has been listening to you, fully, deeply, maybe parts of you that have never really been shared or heard. She is part of the fabric of your very being-in-body. Her soul knows you, has chosen you, in all your faces and facets, all your joys and sadness, all your family traits and traumas and all your pain and longing. The deep wordless places in your heart and the potential to unfurl the fulfilment of who you came to be. She knows and sees and hears. She meets you in the most authentic timeless integrity, soul-to-soul, body-to-body, heart-to-heart, gifting what you need most in the darkest moments, in those deepest silent places, often not even known to ourselves. She is already there, already holding with a tender touch, already poking at the defended closed up wounds, giving them space to move, already enfolding and unfurling you out of the shell you have formed around your core. Maybe not, but you can’t hide from her. She is breaking you open from the inside to become who you are here to be, just as she is. She is birthing you into your story as you birth her into hers, together, this life, this family, this crazy old world. What is her story?

It may not be what you think. If you are ready to step beyond the narratives that have been told as rote, given by society and a world not in the practice of listening, not in the body of knowing, step beyond the beliefs and impositions and limits of a world that does not have a language for the soul-to-soul touch you are feeling as she stretches out her wee foot and you hold it lovingly in your hand, smiling inwardly, speaking to her without words. And there is so much love and tenderness, and diving deeper into her, as she grows inside your body. Her cells organising around her referent as she rides the consciousness currents and waves into the world of matter. She has a story to tell on the way in, one we have not heard before, it is hers to tell.   And she is clear in communicating who she is and who she is not, a duality and dance of cellular information. What is she showing and revealing in this moment, what is she moving with and reorganising in your embodiment story in this moment, and the next. Where does she need to be met?   To simply say souls are arriving to be loved, or to heal us, or to learn, or to resolve karma or wrap them in one blanket statement or another, we have lost the exquisite detail she is giving us. Every soul birthing has a unique story to tell and it is a story of now, this time on earth, this child, this soul. And if we zoom out, she is showing us who we are as humanity in this now moment of existence.

She creates her form and through listening to her in this motion we can more fully understand the experiences of pregnancy, the feelings that arise, the symptoms, the unfurling physicality of the day to day. We can see and feel the intricate weave of her embodiment story, where it shouts and where it whispers, where we are enfolded in her and can rest into a newfound trust, connection and relationship as she grows, as we learn to listen to her, to know her heart within ours and ours within hers, core-to-core, she smiles, ready to meet the moment. We are in this together, and we got this!