Our fourth baby joined us earth-side this week. We’re all enamored with his beauty and gentle spirit.

This birth, my fourth sovereign birth, was still its own initiation. Familiar, yet completely different from the rest. It came with a swiftness I couldn’t reason with, another precipitous labor that swept me out of time and into pure instinct. I was alone, but not afraid, completely free in my body, unguarded, and deeply present. In that space, held only by breath and something far greater. I have never felt so close to God, to creation itself, to the way everything pulses with intelligence and life when you stop resisting and let yourself be moved through. It felt ancient and electric all at once, like I was standing inside the heartbeat of the world. I have so much I want to say, so much I want to share from this place — but right now, the truest thing I can do is rest, let it all settle into my bones, and trust the words will come when my body is ready.