A Psychic Family's Birth Experience
by Jeff Johnson
Pregnancy is the spiritual equivalent of a Black Hole. Like its cosmic counterpart, pregnancy has such a strong gravitational pull that energy pours into it from all directions, and sometimes if feels like none of it escapes. The prospective grandparent, aunts and uncles, cousins, ancient ancestors, and even strangers hurl their energy at the expectant couple with inequivalve force. They want to be sure the mother is giving the baby a body of the right gender, with the correct number of digits, and they would love to see that it is properly programmed along traditional family lines. So, if you are psychic, what do you do?
Well, you do pretty much whatever you want. My wife, Gina, and I had a picture of how we wanted the birth to go, even before we conceived. But although we had a clear mock-up, we had to work the energy surrounding the birth continuously through pregnancy and, as it turned out, through labor as well in order to protect the birthing space.
The first challenge came from our decision in the beginning to have a home birth. Not only did we have to work the energy of our own concerns about the relative safety of home birth, we naturally had to work with the energy our parents brought to bear on that decision as well. My father is a physician who has been practicing for over forty years. He has seen every gruesome birthing outcome imaginable, every pain-wracked mother ("Even if they don't do it the first time, they always ask for an epidural at the second birth," he warned) and he did not hesitate to share his concerns. We worked the energy during our meditations at home and also during the various psychic readings we received during the third trimester. One of the energies we consistently encountered was the fatherhood and birth pictures of the men in my family. Those pictures required constant attention.
In taking responsibility for the birth ourselves, Gina and I had to educate ourselves on all aspects of birth. And it was while reading about the stages of labor that I first realized how our psychic tools could give us a real, practical advantage.
The book advised that the mother take a breath at the beginning of a contraction, "experience" the contraction, and take a deep breath at the end of the contraction to "cleanse" herself. It made perfect sense to me. If Gina could stay in Present Time, she could stay in control of the birth process. If, on the other hand, she constantly worried about how much (or how little) progress she had made, or about how many more contractions she must endure, she could easily become discouraged and surrender to fatigue. We discussed it and agreed that she would say "hello" to the contraction, stay in the center of her head — letting her body do the work— and blow a rose at the end of each contraction. Tackling the contractions one at a time seemed to be crucial to maintaining strength of body and spirit.
With the due date only one month away, we encountered an energy conflict from an unexpected source— one of our two midwives. She surprised us by threatening to skip the birth. In fact, the conflict had been developing throughout our entire involvement with her. We had noticed early in the series of prenatal meetings that she had a strong reluctance to discuss either the possible complications of birth or the herbal tinctures and other natural remedies we wanted to use as a first line of treatment before turning to the strong arm of allopathic medicine. What herbal remedies did she carry with her? Which did she use in various situations? What if they did not work? But she either skirted around the subject or gently stopped our questioning. She seemed particularly reluctant to discuss hemorrhage.
And now she was threatening to drop us as clients. The bone of contention was the iron level in my wife's blood but, in point of fact, her iron level had actually been steadily increasing during pregnancy, and the current level was safely within the acceptable range in the opinion of our other midwife, my wife's doctor, and all of the literature we had studied. What was going on?
We found out in our next psychic reading. The purpose of that reading was to look at the everyone's expectations of the birth and what energy each person was working on. When they looked at this particular midwife, they saw that she had a strong conflict going on with the medical "establishment," (which we knew to be true from several remarks she had made), and that, furthermore, she seemed to be mocking-up a complication in the birth so that she could "rescue" the situation and validate her midwifery skills. My wife and I looked at each other. "Hemorrhage," we thought. It explained everything.
We wondered if she was responding to my father's energy in my space. Could she sense the presence of the scalpel, the disinfectant, the painkillers, the bright lights? Could she feel the episiotomies and cesarian sections? Did she fear the hot breath of the American Medical Association bearing down on her? Probably. We already knew that she had had a horrible experience at the hospital birth of her first child. In any event, there we were, two weeks from the due date, and my father and our midwife were preparing to duke it out; my wife was the battlefield and our unborn child as an innocent bystander.
We went home, and in meditation Gina and I took a look at the energy which the midwife has set for the birth. Her's was blue.
Independently, we read the color which would work best for our birth mock-up. It was a yellow-gold and pink. I grounded the house and set the birth space at the new vibration. With this move, I took charge of the birth energy, acting similarly to a BPI "House Control", one who makes it safe for a sensitive spiritual event to take place.
An interesting thing happened. Two weeks later, the other midwife, with whom we had a wonderful affinity, became very agitated over a personal relationship. We all talked about it for some time, but she was unable to release the energy which upset her. So I offered to give her a spiritual healing. Both of our midwives knew a little bit about our psychic work at BPI, but we had not discussed it in much depth. She agreed to the healing and sat on a chair in the middle of our living room. I worked some of the foreign energy out of her aura and chakras. I told her what I was doing ("I'm cleaning our your first chakra and spinning it now") and described some of the energy I noticed (You're friend has plugged into your overly-generous healing capacity") and so on. We were all shocked at how transforming the healing was for her. Her eyes were shining, she was standing up straight, and her anxiety had disappeared completely.
With that accomplished, I asked the second midwife, with whom we had the conflict, if she would like a healing as well. She did. Though her results were not obviously dramatic, the healing clearly had an effect. In fact, she said later that it had changed her attitude towards the birth completely. All of our energy work was clearly paying off.
A few days after the due date, Gina went into labor. It began in the morning with some back pain and cramping. We called the midwives so they could be prepared, and we spent the day preparing the house for the big event. We draped silk on dressers and tables, placed pictures of the Madonna and Child in the bedroom, and arranged dozens of candles upstairs. By late afternoon, Gina's contractions became more frequent and more forceful. This erased any sliver of a doubt that this was a false labor.
The midwives arrived around 11:00 p.m. and added their considerable support. That was a good thing, too, because I had been sporadically helpful up until that point. Lacking assertiveness, and perhaps fearing that she would find my remarks irksome, I only occasionally reminded Gina to use her psychic tools. By now, she was suffering. Frequently, she called out during contractions, "My back. God help me! I wasn't expecting the back!"
Finally, it dawned on me. I did not have the luxury of indulging myself in dime store self-pity. I couldn't match Gina's energy. Instead I had to remain calm, neutral, and grounded, so I could help her do the same. From that moment on, I attended to the energy setting of the house. Labor progressed smoothly. Gina relaxed her body when we reminded her; she brought in golden suns of life-force energy; she stayed grounded. She even cracked jokes between contractions! Days later she told me that the grounding cord made a huge difference in managing the contractions.
Our baby was born at 3:02 a.m. in the middle of the living room floor, away from the candlelight, far from our bed. Interestingly, two weeks earlier, Gina's friends held a Blessing Way—a ceremony to express spiritual solidarity with the soon-to-be-mother. In one of the rituals, the women formed a circle. The first woman took a ball of yarn and wrapped it several times around her wrist before passing it to the next. In this way, all the women were joined. The yarn was then cut and each woman wore her bracelet until after the baby was born. When the ball of yarn was passed to my wife's mother, she fumbled it and it rolled to a stop in the center of the living room floor. Watching it come to a rest, she quipped, "Well, that's where the baby will be born." Everyone had laughed.
Coincidence? Precognition? Again, I don't know. What I do know is this: my wife and I witnessed a miracle unlike anything either of us has ever seen before. The birth of a child is nothing short of a transcendent spiritual experience. And being alive to the energy which swirled around us made the experience both more comprehensible, and more magical.
Jeff and Gina are enrolled in the Clairvoyant Training Program of the
Berkeley Psychic Institute of Sacramento.