Birth is a return to the instinctual. The body reminds you that there is knowledge in your literal bones. Birth demonstrates this sacred knowing in a manner no other force can. It needs to be witnessed. The vibration of it needs to be felt. Understood.
Birth is not painful--only a pitiful attempt to find language for a moment that repeats itself and yet is different every time. A myriad of possibility as unique as a fingerprint.
Birth is a surge of energies--an opening; a vortex.
The lifegiver/life-bringer becomes a bridge between worlds (the seen & the unseen) must hold the corridor in place to bring some "body" here.
The lifegiver's body transforms--changes, expands, opens up and is never the same--the body remembers, For a moment, we see things as they are . . .
Birth is a dangerous proposition in its instinctual state--absent of control. What would this world become if we remembered our deepest capacity for change?