Bear down.
These contractions are birthing a new world.
It is labor.
But you have always longed to Be this Mother.
You have waited endless starless nights
pregnant with Divine Light.
The Christ in your heart-womb
spins like a new earth,
pushing its head against your softness.
I know it hurts.
What did you expect?
Waters have to break,
the heart must dilate.
Ask Mary what it felt like
to carry in a new age.
She will give you strength
to bear the weight of our salvation.
Let It come.
Be willing.
Bear Down.
Don’t worry.
Jesus is your midwife.
