The Birth Freedom Project

06/01/2024

I’m more and more convinced that as we raise our children, the single most important thing we can offer them after love and nourishing food, is deep connection to nature.

I believe it will sustain them as they grow older and meet the challenges of adulthood and the society we live in.

I believe it will mean they never lose sight of the true connectedness of all things, of all beings.

I believe it will make them happier, more content, less materialistic.

I believe it will give them a safe haven and a reset, whenever they seek it.

It will offer them peace when they are experiencing conflict. Solace when they are hurting. A challenge and a wake up call when they forget how powerful yet fallible they are.

I believe that the denial of our wild nature leads to anxiety and dis-ease. The epidemics of modern life.
The inner pain, the wanting more, the-rat-race, slave-to-my-pointless-iob hamsters…

I believe that they will be better people, take better care of our planet and their fellow humans. I believe it will make them more humane.

The wilderness seekers are not the war-mongers, the bullet firers, waste-into-river putters, plastic-into-sea dumpers, forest-tearer-downers… those are the guns& tech-answers-everything people- to whom money is God and everything has a price.

Our essential nature IS nature itself. So shouldn’t that be the baseline for every single day? In every school, nursery, and home…

I’m sure it’s a privilege, it’s certainly a choice.

03/09/2024

International Women’s Day.
What a nonsense.
So demonstrative of the crumbs thrown to women by the patriarchal establishment.

We’re still less wealthy, under-represented, exploited, violated gaslit and silenced as much as we ever were. We don’t need a f+ck!ng shout-out on linked in. We need Marianne Williamson in The White House.

We need to stop the war machine, corruption of the political system, brainwashing mass media, over exploitation of our planet, industrial farming, organised religions that subjugate women and on and on and on.

But I will say this.

I’m deeply grateful for the women who have shown me another way.
Who have held out their hands and opened their hearts to show up for me.
Who have cheered me on and let me cry.
Who have watched me stumble and never judged me, never doubted me.
Who have led the way when I couldn’t see a clear path.
Who have inspired me with their integrity, their strength, their authenticity and their commitment to doing the inner work. And the outer.

The ones who are raising the next generation to know unconditional love, true well-being and an unshakeable inner compass.
The ones who eschew anything that isn’t in alignment with their higher purpose. Who hold themselves to a standard much higher than society tries to confine them to.
Those who won’t be kept numb by screens, obsessed by looks, afraid of ageing, broke and poisoned by ‘beauty’ treatments .

And my heart goes out to those who aren’t there yet . The me of 10 years ago. Staying small and bruised by the shame spiral.

I didn’t always have deep sisterhood like this, and my life is immeasurably better for it, in more way than I can name.

Thank you for being my friends and teachers, thank you for being you.
I’m pinching myself that I now count too many of these women as sisters, to mention each by name here. I mean WTF?! How did that happen.

I hope you each know how much I treasure your gifts and honour and celebrate the activism that takes place in your homes and your hearts on the daily.

Women in service to humanity, I salute you 🙌

NB. This is a leopardess I photographed in South Africa, devouring her kill.
This is the feminine we need to exalt, not the flowery f”cking sh*te and fake adulation from those who uphold our oppression.

03/01/2024

Are you longing to trade the testing, examinations, appointments and ultrasounds for something deeper?

Are you wanting to be seen and held in a different way as you grow new life?

In a way that nourishes you spiritually and emotionally as well as physically?

In a way that engenders confidence and trust rather than fear and anxiety?

In a way that feels like a warmth-filled hug from an elder rather than an infantilising lecture from a professional?

Join us for ReMystify: a sacred pregnancy circle to nourish your heart, body and soul. To connect you deeply with your own wisdom and knowing to journey to birth in courage and confidence. In sisterhood and community.
As one of my dear friends commented, this is like an NCT group for the alternative-folks 🤣
A series of sacred ceremonies and stories to explore many different aspects of pregnancy, birth and postpartum.

Please message or comment for more info.
We start in March/April ✨

08/25/2023

It has truly been an honour to follow my calling and to meet my soul sisters along the way!

Spending the day in the presence of this wise woman, sister , dear friend.
Thank you for all you do and bringing us together in one place.
There are so many of us birthing in power and freedom because you lit the fire !

08/24/2023

What an incredible day we had at the Freebirth Ireland gathering yesterday. The Revolution is here!

What an exceptional day
Spent with mums , friends , women.
This network is so important , it's our village , our tribe our family.
We are not alone , we have sisters!

mountain.mothering

07/28/2023

I'm so excited for this beautiful day.

07/21/2023

It’s time to gather and drink in the wisdom of the body, the babies and each other!

I’m so excited to host our summer Freebirth Ireland Network gathering in County Wicklow, at The Avon, Blessington.

Everyone is welcome. There’s a beautiful, lakeside outdoor space for kids and Dads to play and the greenway trail too.

10am - breakfast and chats
11.30am - Women’s circle
1pm - lunch
2pm - sovereign birth panel & discussion, Q&A etc
5pm - whiskey tasting and chats!

Full brekkie and lunch included, cafe on site for any extras required.
Tickets €40 per adult, kids free.

Tickets on eventbrite - Freebirth Ireland Family Gathering and on my linktree in bio

07/01/2023

An offering of love and a boost of energy to a new mama ♥️

It’s neither Ayurvedic nor your typical, warm & soft postpartum fayre, but when brought these chocolate, peanut butter & date bars to me in my hot summer postpartum, I struggled not to eat the whole lot in one sitting! The sweet, salty pick-me-up was pure heaven!
And so I love to make it for the families I work with. (Tired Dads and hungry kids love them too!)
And that’s how we create new traditions.

Mama roared her 4th baby Earth-side in an intense and wonderful 3 hour freebirth. She didn’t leave her bathroom sanctuary throughout! It was my honour to support her, how beautifully she flowed and trusted.

I used dates, sprouted oats, chia, h**p hearts, coconut oil, cacao nibs, peanut butter and dark chocolate. And sprinkled with rose, bee pollen and sea salt.

So The Birth Freedom Project is officially live in Austin, Texas y’all!
Aaand The Freebirth Ireland Network will be gathering live in Ireland in August, date and location coming soon, watch this space! Can’t wait to see you, women! ♥️

07/31/2022

🪷✨LOTUS BORN ✨🪷

I’d resisted exploring lotus birth until very late in this pregnancy, knowing deep down it would resonate and I’d have no choice once I fully understood the roots and reason of this tradition.

I witnessed my dear friend in the inspiring lotus birth of her beautiful Merlin and then finally dove into “Placenta, the forgotten chakra” by Robin Lim.

Her amazing stories about placental stimulation reviving stillborns and compelling evidence about it as the seat of life with so much innate intelligence really spoke to me.

As did the fascinating history of severing the cord being related to intentionally limiting a baby’s capacity to love and connect. Creating warrior tribes - killers, through early severance from the mother and placenta.

When Artie’s cord detached from her belly with a ‘ping’ late at night on her 4th day, her eyes pinged wide open and she made a surprised ‘Oh!’ Shape with her mouth.
We gazed into each other’s eyes and I said “it’s OK sweetheart, you’ve landed now. Welcome” ☺️ it was such a special moment.

In the interim, we moved so slowly and mindfully with her, staying so close to the bed, no cuddles from visitors, no clothes for either of us… and the herbs smelt like fresh hay and flowers. We were still swimming in the liminal newborn space together.

We closed the circle by burying her placenta under the tree where her great grandmother Violet’s ashes were scattered. The tree we planted from a conker as children is now a towering horse chestnut.

I’m sure they already know eachother, and will dance together in those woods night after night 🥰

07/25/2022

She’s here!

Just like that, she decided yesterday was her day.

Her name is Artemis Violet (Artie)

Goddess of childbirth, of nature, plants, wild animals and the hunt.
A moon goddess, one of the twelve Olympians.
She is a protector of children, young women and midwives.

Violet is in honour of my maternal grandmother, whose warrior spirit lives on down our lineage.
Artie is the little girl I promised her as she passed away, no doubt her gift to us 🙌

I climbed my own Mount Olympus yesterday to bring her back.
Supported and held so strongly by my love.

She is our phoenix baby, exploding earthside in what has already been an ecstatic week of good news and new beginnings.

She lies on me now, sleeping soundly, holding on to her cord. The room is filled with peace and the fragrant herbs that surround her placenta. Our first full lotus birth.

I can’t believe she chose us.
She’s pure heaven.

P.S. Artie’s brothers have rejected her name and insist we call her Rainbow Beauty🤷‍♀️ 🙈

07/24/2022

The last few hours, days, weeks of pregnancy…

The liminal space as this tremendous rite of passage draws near.

I believe that how we choose to spend this time is deeply impactful to mother, baby & family as we prepare to cross the threshold.

I’m drawn to beauty, pleasure, ritual. To sisterhood, to nature, to dance, to touch and to presence.
And to the moon… oh to the moon.

Spending my days in communion with the sweet soul inside me, tending to my birth altar, floating in the sea, walking the land, pottering in the garden and noticing a thousand tender moments with my boys.

Breathing it all in, I am ready.
Nourishing myself in every way that feels good.

This body will continue to be home for our baby in the months to come,
I have the most wonderful support team ready to hold us in postpartum



And surrounded by family too 🙌

There are also intermittent aches, pains, swollen feet, tender breasts, insomnia and impatience.
As always, the full spectrum of existence… holding it all in trust and deep surrender.

I wish for all women to experience their life-giving journeys this way.

✨See you on the other side ✨