Musings From The Heart
An Essay A Day For A Year
By Roe
Day 89 March 29, 2012
Ecstatic Birth – Part 3
The billions of years old birthing memory and imprint precedes the thinking cortex by many millions of years, and the place of birthing, a dark and safe cave with a protected entrance, precedes modern women in hospitals by many millions of years. Birth is controlled by the woman’s reptilian brain at the base of the brain at the brain stem, and in this reptilian brain is the memory of the birthing cave that is her ecstatic and endorphin, trance-like birthing process place. If a woman is relaxed and safe and loved and protected and alone, backed into her darkened and nostalgic and romantic and Love inspiring birth cave, she will birth like a perfect kitty or bunny, and she will birth an ecstatic little puppy-like newborn. If she is backed into her perfect safe and loving space she will progress in birth, and when she progresses in birth her birth will hurt to the same degree that her own birth hurt, and she will feel the trauma of her life and childhood and it will hurt, and then when she tilts like a pinball machine in desperate “someone please help me” pain, and the environment is ideal, and no one comes to her rescue, she will get high on her ecstatic squirts of rescuing endorphins like she stuck two morphine needles in each arm. Once this happens she is in a trance-shock or ecstatic situation, and all memory of mind bending pain and “I can’t”, or “I’m afraid” vanishes forever into the orgasm of being the most advanced and loving birthing species and person in history. And she will beg to have more children even moments after her successful birth an ecstatic birth is so amazing.
This process and success will define her and her life and her life as a mother, and change her and her life and the life of her newborn forever. This will become her greatest accomplishment ever, dwarfing the highest achievements possible in her life and world, and dwarfing anything a man could ever do. The greatest thing that any man has ever done in history, the life of Jesus or Buddha or Ghandi combined, is dwarfed by even the most horrific, yet successful of childbirths and healthy newborns of a woman. All life is defined by her and her ability to bring the next generation to life, and she is perfectly adapted and prepared to do this. Pain and endorphins are her allies, and fear and adrenaline are her enemies.
Here is a list of adrenaline causing, birth disaster causing things to be avoided during labor and child birth.
Men- for a billion years the male is a threat to her birthing process. For a billion years he kills the newborn infant when it is born because it is not his, and she cannot and will not forget or forgive this. Only a select few lover-father men make a woman feel relaxed in labor and birth, and so men should never be with a woman in labor unless he is one of those special men. If he is nervous or doubtful or scared or verbal or controlling or anything but trusting and affectionate and serving and quiet, he will ruin her ecstatic birth.
Privacy- If a woman wouldn’t ever let a strange man in a bar look up her skirt at her vulva or pussy or cunt, she would never allow some strange doctor to do the same, unless she wants to feel extreme adrenaline, and have a traumatic, screaming birth. This also includes any person looking at her genitalia, even women. A woman is very private, and she must never expose herself to anything or anyone that causes her embarrassment or dis-ease. The birthing response is the exact same response as the defecating response, and how many women can tolerate being supervised and watched and talked about and controlled while they are taking a dump without feeling extreme adrenaline to stop pooping and cover up and close the door, or insult or fight.
Environment: Compare the idea of a curvy, cave-like, colorful room full of joyous and nostalgic memories, with low light and candles, and favorite music, and singing and dancing, and caresses and weeping for joy, (Love birth) . . . . With a scene out of a movie in an emergency room (adrenaline) and the smell of bleach for the bacteria (adrenaline) with stainless steel and bright lights and masks and gloves and busy people who don’t look at you or talk to you, who stair at your nakedness and manage you with your dangerous problem, etc, etc, etc, you get the idea. Enough adrenaline to fight and flight the Nazi’s out of existence, and the fight to get the flight out of there, and shut down that labor to survive, response.
That is when the needles and scalpels and monitors and C section equipment show up in the hands of arrogant and inferior men to rescue the sick and fearful and incompetent woman from her ailment. Now the adrenaline goes through the ceiling, and now she is feeling a cantaloupe being violently and artificially induced or augmented and thrust out of an opening that an almond barely fits into, and without the benefit of her endorphins. Now she begs for drugs, and who wouldn’t. Any drugs she may be given are one fiftieth of the power of her own endorphins that she was adrenaline denied, and any drugs she is given damage her and her birth and her child, where her own endorphins are her link to her ecstatic birth and her child. Now she cannot listen or feel or obey her own child trying to birth her or himself, and all communication is cut off. Now she is helpless and incompetent and in death-like trauma and birthing a helpless and incompetent child in death like trauma. Epidurals or spine blocks are even worse, and now the woman is not even home or present, birthing a catatonic hunk of baby not home or present, and she has failed her responsibility to nature to bring her baby to life, since she is doing nothing but waiting for her package to be driven out of her by a person that he psyche believes is a many million year old threat. The largest tragedy of all is a woman who doesn’t give birth at all, to a child who is not born at all, the C section. C sections cause unparalleled “lack of birth trauma”, the only thing worse for mother and child and our world than the most horrific birth in history. The documentation of this fact is growing daily as the results of studies come out, which is ironic that we need studies to tell us what all our hearts already know. C section is a failure to birth, rather than an absentee birth (epidural), rather than a disconnected and drunk birth (drugs), and all three of the above are tragic results for all that could have been ecstatic Love births.
Women are always lied to by doctors and the medical establishment, who believe their own lives, to make themselves and their patient feel better, and she believes these lies, to make her self feel better, that the control and intervention and management, and ultimate emergency and saving of her and the baby were necessary. The truth is that the fear and adrenaline and medical nightmare caused all the problems that they later boast to rescue her from. A woman should never, never surrender birthing to anyone or any place ever, labor and birth are already perfect and safe when she is in her cave where she is loved, and where she trusts nature and nature trusts her.
To be continued tomorrow. See you tomorrow
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