Wombspace

At the frontier of physiological and spiritual spacemaking for new human life.

Wombspace.

The space around the womb.

The space inside the womb.

It’s energetic, it’s physiological, it’s psychospiritual, it’s cosmic.

For women in pregnancy, the wombspace is the portal.

The wombspace, which holds the spark of conception, which contains the multitudes of cellular multiplications, which enfolds the beginnings of new life.

Through the wombspace, which is only bestowed to biological females, does spirit + woman + God a baby make.

The wombspace is fluid. The wombspace is filled with holy water.

Crystalline structured, stem cell rich, imaginal fluids become matter in a process that science calls cells dividing, but we all know it’s fucking magic.

The beginnings of life are imprinted with so many stories, all held within the wombspace.

Previous pregnancies.

Previous lives.

Previous ancestors.

Previous car accidents.

Previous colposcopies.

Previous fears and hopes.

And future ones too.

The wombspace isn’t just an empty open cavern that a baby fills. The wombspace grows and evolves alongside the baby, and encompases all the moments on a woman’s pelvic timeline that shaped her, and made her who she is.

The wombspace can become restricted, adhesions strapping her down from decades of too tight pants and sucking it in for the camera.

From bracing against the next spanking, from literally holding her breath until her parents stopped fighting.

From trespass experiences that never fully left her body, despite all the therapy appointments, rage workshops, and journaling prompts.

Conscious conception is all about clearing the wombspace, like pulling the stones from the field before planting.

The mother/baby dyad is a unique alchemy of tissue negotiation. A give and take, and without womb space it can become a tug of war.

Each pregnancy is unique, and each womb spaces out (or doesn’t) in its own intelligent way, responding to the growth of baby in the dimensions where space-making is possible.

No single woman curates her wombspace the same way. No womb grows and stretches the same.

Saying that all pregnant mothers should sleep on a certain side, eat a certain way, or birth a certain way because of out-dated fear-based dogma pisses me off.

Give me a mama-to-be and let me really listen to her.

Let me really look at her.

Let me then, and only if she desires it, let me then touch her with reverence, honoring the winning combination of starstuff and goldwater that she has going on.

Let me help her create w o m b s p a c e.

So baby can stretch out and find the ideal perfect positioning available.

So mama can breathe deeply all the way down into her wombspace, and feel herself ripening towards the earth.

Without conscious conception, many women enter their pregnancies with decades of tissue restriction.

Without knowledgeable hands-on manual therapy in the third trimester, many mamas are at the mercy of their unconscious bracing patterns, the memories held in their fascial weaves, and the scars that never got released.

Without the hands of a confident and loving practitioner on the wombspace, some babies remain restricted, unable to flex into easeful birthing positions, unable to descend into the pelvic inlet and connect with the cervix to initiate labor.

I care that the beginning of life isn’t a traumatic surgical event, for mama and baby.

It’s not supposed to be that way.

The right of passage that births a maiden into a mother so often is robbed from her because we live in a medical paradigm that chooses fear and superiority over trust of women’s bodies.

Birth is a portal, and when women have wombspace, they can traverse through in partnership with their bodies and their instincts. They don’t need constant monitoring and management.

They need trust, which comes from inhabiting their full embodied wombspace.

If women can be in contact with wombspace, they can find their connection to where we all come from, the cosmic origins, God… and during labor the veil is thin for exactly this purpose. It’s the moment of circling back to origins, of rememberance, trust, and of spiritual validation.

When women have empowering births like this, they become unfuckwithable. No more believing that doctors are God when you have your soul plugged back into creation.

I travel the world to collect hands-on manual techniques that have been part of maternity care since the beginning. From cutting edge anatomy and physiology, to indigenous healing heritages passed on for generations. I bridge the gap, and bring truly wholistic frameworks to the spectrum of women’s reproductive health.

I think bringing humans into the world with intact spaciousness, and without birth trauma is the most righteous thing I could be doing - for the mothers and for the babies coming into this dimension brand new.

I think most of the western medical paradigm around fertility, pregnancy, postpartum, perimenopause and beyond is horrifically misaligned and motivated by profits. I believe good well-meaning people are caught up in these webs unawares, and I believe they are waking up from that slumber (women especially).

It’s time to create more wombspace, for all of us here now and those coming in.

The incomming spirit babies are attracted to space. The vessel that is well tended, the garden that has been cleared of the rocks, this is the wombspace that the higher consciousness new souls coming in are after.

Space equals movement, and spaciousness equals belonging.

Imagine being a tiny developing fetus inside a constricted balloon that won’t allow for your reflexes and complex growth spirals to complete. How would that inform your every cell about the world outside?

‘stay small’

‘don’t stretch beyond the horizon’

‘there isn’t room for you here’

Our work to heal the world begins here. By healing the scars, freeing up tissues to develop and move organically, and giving consciousness more space to play.

By making conscious space and birthing life into it, we are dancing with God and creation in a whole new field of expansion. What could be possible if more babies were born this way?

Something to chew on, anyway.

Contact me if you want to create some Wombspace together.

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love, love,

Sararh WolfMother