Word Midwifery
In qualli ticitl
the good physician: she gives them potions, purges them, gives them medicine...She anoints them; she rubs, she massages them.
In aocmo meia chichioa
The nursing woman who no longer produces milk: she is to drink an infusion of roots, pulverized with a stone. Then one is to wash her breasts with saltpeter. Or she is to drink the infusion many times when she comes from the sweat bath.
old Aztec verse
Word Midwifery
My great grandmother was a midwife who rode bareback to the homes of women to assist with the birth of their children. Today I ride bareback to greet the riders who are coming to the Abbey, to help birth their words and images. We are rehearsing at the old inn at Duwamish Bay and will sweep into the Abbey on black mares within a few days. We will have many stories to tell.
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Amazing picture, amazing words. I can hear the healing beat of a drum..
The image does not appear on my screen. I can see it in my minds eye, however.
The image does not appear on my screen either but my imagination produces the picture in living color.
Vi
I am a bit bewildered by why the image is not appearing on your screens but I am happy that your imaginations are conjuring images of your own.
But the blessing in the pain, I have been most often assured, is the smile of innocence from the new little self.
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