It's bigger than me

So, I'll start this blog off by saying it took me MULTIPLE times to write just my first sentence.

Hello birthing beauties!! I hope that you are all well, and I thank you in advance for reading this blog. Over the course of the last year into the present day, I have been transcending spaces of grief and loss (including the death of my father in Dec), while also being reminded of my purpose. As a result, I have come to recognize I have been a silent warrior for a very long time. Last month in April, after attending an amazing Black Maternal Health Summit...I challenged myself to move out of the space of silence and act. You see, this calling of birth work has always been bigger than me...and with the state of the world...the constant fight and advocacy for rights to our OWN bodies...I have to be someone to not just fill the gap...but retain the information to pass it on to the next generations.

I remember the start of the year 2026 I found myself processing through my grief and this thing called life....you know where my thoughts kept going back to?....

MATERNAL HEALTH WORK

It was like a huge push from my ancestors saying "Lana we get it and this is why you are here...we got you." and I believed. I believed so hard..I created vision.

SEE IT, SAY IT, WRITE IT (power of manifestation)

So here I am y'all! May, in the month of Maternal Health and my grandmother's birthday month, accepting a call to expand in my work....and if you know anything about the push from your ancestors...you can not say no...I mean you can...but that call to continue the work will not go away. I choose not to hold this innate gift/calling for my life from my ancestors and just ignore it to work a 9-5. Ignore it to "get by" NO MORE GETTING BY YALL!!

This maternal health work is bigger than me and any program. It is a creator, in the stage of creating a creation...and the legacies, history, practices, and teachings from our ancestors that come with it should not die with them. It's more than placing it into books. These are our stories, our history passed down from generation to generation...and all they are asking is for just one of us to continue and pass it on....

Will you?