Bear with me here, because this might not all make sense as it comes out.
My grief counselor taught me how to do visualization to help me relax. I have always held an image of a beach in Florida in my mind when I need to center myself. It is a place I go every year, very calm and serene. That's just always been my backup image.
Well last week I listened to the hypno birthing cd again for the first time. I had read the book and listened to the relaxation cd with Kayla, but was not completely committed to the technique or anything. I figured it can't hurt to RELAX for a few minutes and it might even help me when it comes time to birth this baby. It was fine while I was listening, but I realized pretty quickly in that my go-to image of the Florida Gulf Coast wasn't really helping me focus or relax.
Later that night I was still thinking about what image might be special for me to focus on for the remainder of this pregnancy, what would help me relax? I caught a glimpse of a photo I have framed in my bathroom and it all fell into place.
The photo is one I took at Iguazu Falls, on the border of Argentina and Brazil, in 2005. I hung it up in my bathroom when I got pregnant again, to remind myself how fortunate I am to be carrying my "rainbow" baby.
Iguazu and the amazing force or nature that lives there is my new "relaxation" image. It works because it's not all that relaxing--it's loud, the water roaring all around without ever stopping, and it's powerful. I don't need a calm, uninhabited beach to get me through this pregnancy. I need something a little more raw and unruly, something that fits in with the raw hope and fear.
It has given me a lot of peace and even joy this week to look over my photos (and I have over 500 just from the Iguazua portion of the trip!) and relive that time in my life. I was a junior in college, so babies and pregnancy were a far, distant dream at that point. I had already had the privilege of studying abroad in Mexico for six months and loved it so much that I went back a year later, to spend 6 months in Argentina. At the end of the semester, another girl and I backpacked around for 3 weeks through Argentina, Bolivia, and of course Iguazu. I was so happy! I was adventurous, unafraid, and so sure that I could make all of my dreams come true. I slept in a hammock, paid a taxi driver to drive us across the border without a tourist visa, rode a boat directly under a waterfall. I was also at least forty pounds thinner, which might explain why I like looking at the pictures so much. I didn't know that life might not always give me what I wanted, the things I wanted the most even. Everything was within my reach. I hope to feel that pure sense of joy fearlessness again. AND, I hope to return to Iguazu someday with my husband and babies and soak in the spray from all of rushing water.





Rachel those photos are amazing. I am so glad you have them to reflect on and the image for your relaxion/visualization is simply perfect. Some of the wonderful memories from my travels before babies and tragedy are so powerful and inspiring. I am very glad you can look back with such joy and look forward with such hope.
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