Dear Little Soul, I’ll One Day Help Deliver,
Somewhere in the future, you will take your first breath, and the universe will shift to make room for your arrival. I don’t know your name yet, the color of your eyes, or the sound of your first cry, but we have imagined you a thousand times. I write this letter to you, not only to welcome you, but to introduce you to a world I am striving to help create, a world where birth is sacred, mothers are honored, and every new life is received with reverence and respect.
"I believe that by acknowledging birth as a sacred process and honoring mothers as the heart of our communities, we can transform not only how we welcome life, but also how we live, love, and care for one another. We can transform humanity by remembering our ways, that's how we co-create the new earth " -Nanii
You may wonder why this vision holds such weight and importance. Let me explain. For generations, birth has often been treated as a medical emergency to be managed, rather than a profound rite of passage to be celebrated with love. Birth is a sacred ceremony, a spiritual awakening that transforms not just the mother and the child, but the entire community that surrounds them. Yet too many mothers have felt unseen, unheard, violated, and rushed through the most transformative moments of a woman's life. Too many babies have entered a world that is hurried, medicalized, clinical, abusive, or indifferent. I want something different for you, though, and for every new life that follows.
First, I want you to know that your arrival is not just a biological event; it is a sacred miracle, a divine moment that deserves awe, where the spirit and flesh unite in a holy dance of creation. I have seen the difference it makes when birth is treated with reverence: mothers who feel empowered, families who feel united, and babies who are welcomed with gentle, loving hands and open hearts. When we honor birth, we honor life itself, we honor women, we honor the power of our wombs. I have watched as mothers, given time and space, find their strength in their unique rhythm and voice. It’s like a cosmic dance as fathers and partners, invited in, become pillars of support; as birth workers, we witness the unfolding of something sacred with minimal intervention. Imagine your first breaths in a room filled with love, warmth, and respect. This is the world I am striving for.
Second, I believe that honoring mothers is a profoundly healing act. In society, mothers are often expected to bear the weight of the world, while their own needs are often minimized and ignored. Yet, when we nurture mothers, when we listen to their words, respect their choices, and surround them with genuine love and care, we create a ripple effect of consciousness and well-being that impacts communities, creating positive change in our world that echoes through the universe. I have learned this not only from my own observations, but also from the stories of women who have taught me: the mother who wept with gratitude because someone finally genuinely asked how she was feeling; the grandmother who shared how, in her day, childbirth was a community blessing, not a solitary struggle. When we honor mothers, we honor the holy source of life, and we lay the foundation for a more compassionate society. We lead by example for those souls that journey after us, and we transform humanity.
Third, I want you to know that the world you are entering is not perfect, but it is full of people who are trying their best to live consciously. Some resist change, saying, “This is how it’s always been,” but I have seen what is possible when we challenge these assumptions. I have witnessed communities that bring meals to new families, and fathers who hold their partners’ hands through every single contraction with presence and love. Change is not only possible, but also already happening, one gentle birth, one honored mother, one supported family at a time.
Some may argue that such a vision is idealistic or that the realities of modern systematic life make sacred birth and honored motherhood impractical. To them, I say: progress has always begun with a vision rooted in remembering who we once were, how our ancestors lived in harmony with nature, and how they honored the sacred rhythms of birth, life, and death. Every movement for justice, dignity, and love started with someone daring to imagine a better way. If humanity has accepted the tragedy and devastation of war as inevitable, then surely, we can dare to envision a world where birth is met with reverence and mothers are cherished with respect.
So, little soul, as you prepare to meet the world, whether tomorrow or years from now, know that you are already cherished. Know that people are working every day to make this world gentler for you. And know that your birth is not just your beginning, but a gift for all of us to begin again: to rise, to reflect, and to honor the sacredness of life and the power women hold.
I pray that when you look back, you will see a world that embraced you with open, compassionate hearts and honored your mother as the sacred goddess and vessel of divine life that she is. To all who read these words, whether you are parents, caregivers, doctors, midwives, doulas, or kindred spirits, I call upon you to join me in this sacred vision. Let us rise as one, awakening what is possible, the infinite possibilities that flow from love and reverence, and co-create a world with light and love, worthy of every precious soul who enters it. It begins with us.
With love, faith, and devotion, Your birth keeper, Nanii J Flores