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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
Adulthood isn't black and white - it's a thousand shades of grey. Or taupe. It's not who you are, it's where you are.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
Because parents are transients in the maternity care system, there is little cumulative birth experience over successive generations of mothers. Women giving birth don't make the same mistakes as their mothers or grandmothers-they make new ones.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
Birth is what women do. Women are privileged to stand in such power! Birth stretches a woman's limits in every sense. To allow such stretching of one's limits is the challenge of pregnancy, birth, and parenting. The challenge is to be fully present and to allow the process because of inner trust.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
Birth, like love, is an energy and a process, happening within a relationship. Both unfold with their own timing, with a uniqueness that can never be anticipated, with a power that can never be controlled, but with an exquisite mystery to be appreciated.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
Childbirth calls into question our very existence, requiring an expectant couple to confront not only new life but death, pain, fear and, most of all, change.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
However much we know about birth in general, we know nothing about a particular birth. We must let it unfold with its own uniqueness.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
It couldn't last of course. They both knew it. Not the evening, Not the holiday.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
He held her face in his hands, and stared into her eyes, and said that she was his for only a while anyway, and that it wasn’t his going to Cranwell that would split them up. “You’re destined for greater things, Susannah Hammond. I see it in you. You’re so clever, so bright. So beautiful. So special. I’m not any of those things. Except when I’m flying, maybe. Down here, I’m ordinary. I’m going to be just a memory for you. A sweet one, I hope. Happy. But just a part of your past. I might be good enough for now, but I’m not good enough forever. Not for you.
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By AnonymElizabeth Noble
The cracks in your heart are there so the light can shine through.
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