So I spent the morning out in the rain with my lovely new lover; making out all over the Leach Botanical Gardens and reading pieces of books to each other and finding cozy little rock overhangs and dry places under trees to sit and hold each other. I brought my newest favorite book, The Spell of The Sensuous to read, which seemed highly appropriate considering what we where doing.
I cannot recommend Spell of the Sensuous enough, even though I just started reading it last night! It is written in a highly sensuous style, such as "For the largest part of our species' existence, humans have negotiated relationships with every aspect of the sensuous surroundings, exchanging possibilities with every flapping form, with each textured surface and shivering entity that we happened to focus upon..." The entire book is about the lost art of being sensuous with our environment and also about how the holders of magic in every traditional culture; the shaman, the midwifes, the witches and wizards; where also those who negotiated between their people and the natural world, how it was the job of the holy people to ask the spirits of a place whether or not they where taking too much and not giving back enough to the earth. It had not occurred to me that part of my job as a midwife would be this sort of negotiation; but really, when I think about it, this makes a whole lot of sense.
As a midwife, I get to guide people toward a more loving approach not only to birth and childrearing, but also toward their environment; I get to suggest breastfeeding as an ecologically sound practice, home birth as much less wasteful then hospital birth, burying the placenta, or eating it, as a means of recycling part of what the body grew, with iron and protein that was momentarily "borrowed" from the earth. I get to maintain an air of mystery and sensuousness, that both creates a "professional" barrier between me and my clients, and gives me the power to make suggestions that may change the course of a whole young family's life. We witch/midwives understand also that we hold great sacred space; that birth energy is about as powerful as human energy comes, and that we can direct that into the world as we see fit...
I remember coming home after the first birth I experienced; birth energy riding on me like a cloak...I felt high and was literally tingling all over. It was about two in the morning, but I had to wake my then partner up to let him know how I felt; but I was unable to express to him what it was I was feeling; all that I could say was "I just saw a little person come out of a bigger person!" My friend Michael B has also attended a few births, I asked him to describe the energy felt. He exuberantly raised his hands above his head and smiled and yelled "WAAAAAAAhhahahaha!"
That, I think, is an accurate description of the birth energy. And that, I think, is what The Spell of the Sensuous is all about; our sacred job, as traditional healers, to help people fully live and experience that magical, sensual energy which is sometimes described as "orgasmic birth" or "ecstatic birth."
Love ya,
Carrot




I really do love your blogs. You bring a breath of air to your writing that makes me remember what there is to be happy about out there.
"Consistency is not a human trait" - Maude, from Harold and Maude
This is my bread and butter...I keep writing because of this type of praise..which is perhaps not the healthiest of reasons, but truly, I love this type of feedback!
Love ya,
Carrot
And turtlesuds...(and the rest of you,) I still haven't heard which historical figures you'd most like to get it on with, given the chance....come on, its' really fun to think about historical figures like that!
Love ya,
Carrot
historical figures. Anyway, First that comes to my mind is John Lennon. Vincent Van Gough. Anastasia Romanov. Anne Frank. Joan of Arc. Ghandi. I'm sure there are tons more, but I have to study.
"Consistency is not a human trait" - Maude, from Harold and Maude
Just like turtlesuds except... People eat the placenta?!
:yikes:
Love is like a box of chocolates; if you chose wisely you won’t be disappointed and have to spit it out. ~T
Almost every animal-momma on the planet eats her placenta(s,) and hyuman mommas sometimes do too...in fact, huuyman (playing with different spellings of human,) mommas that hemorrage sometimes report an overwelming desire to consume the placenta, which contains hormones such as oxytocin in high levels which help stop a hemorrage, as well as replacement iron and blood.
Midwives regularly give pieces of placenta to mommas who have experienced hemorrage as a "medicine." We had a whole class in school entitled "Placenta Medicine" about different ways to prepare and even perserve placentas for future use as medicine, although you usually give a momma her own baby's placenta, not someone elses (especially in this age of AIDs...)
Love ya,
Carrot
My doctor said my placenta was huge. i did see it, it did seem large. I had delivered one baby before, so I have a point of reference. She also said my uterus was tiny just after delivery. I also hemorrhaged.
I had no desire to consume my placenta, let me say. Carrot, i know you know my story since I posted it on one of your other blogs.
Even though it seemed insignificant at the time, i wonder if there was a correlation to the size of my placenta, that huge mass being torn from my uterus that cause the hemorrhage and shriveling of my uterus? My baby seems to be a little genius. Could that be because of the size of my placenta? It was twice as big as she was.
Seriously, I couldn't eat it myself, but I saw some US magazine or something with some Hollywood dad who planted the placenta in the backyard. Ideologically I get the romanticism. I'd rather than plant it then eat it though.
"Consistency is not a human trait" - Maude, from Harold and Maude
eat the placenta, probably in part because of cultural taboos about eating things that come out of our own bodies, especially big slabs of bloody, sticky meat (sorry, but that is what a placenta really is...)
As for the size of the placenta corresponding with the hemorrhage...I'd say "bingo!" Good work at putting that together, turtlesuds! When a large placenta peels off of the wall of the uterus, it leaves more torn-off vessels then a smaller placenta, which makes more bleeding more likely...for that reason, having twins (or more,) increases the risk of hemorrhage with every placenta you add, because you have more potential bleeding surface area.
As for why your uterus clamped down really rapidly; I have no idea...
Where you given pitocin during the birth or shortly thereafter? Usually a hemorrhaging momma has the opposet thing happen with her uterus...it isn't clamping down nicely, hence the hemorrhaging.
As for the smarts of your baby...I can't say for sure, but I bet a bigger (better nourished,) placenta probably nourished her really, really well, which probably led to better brain development...again, anyone's guess...
Love ya,
Carrot