{"id":14285,"date":"2021-05-11T04:42:51","date_gmt":"2021-05-11T11:42:51","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=14285"},"modified":"2021-12-02T05:54:49","modified_gmt":"2021-12-02T12:54:49","slug":"the-birthing-cave","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=14285","title":{"rendered":"The Birthing Cave"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

It’s just before 7 a.m.<\/strong> and the lyrics to “Mother Earth” are rolling around my brain as I hope to find the Birthing Cave out in here in Sedona.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n

“You know when you’re born
You first see light of day
Through a gap in your mother’s legs
It’s the truth
And from that minute on
Most of us guys
And some of you girls
Spend your life
Trying to get back into a hole, mmm-hmm
But, don’t worry
Because if you make it
If you don’t make it
They’re gonna dig a hole for you eventually in the ground
And slot you right back to Mother Earth<\/em>“<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My research the night before has me on the right trail, but I discovered that to get to the Birthing Cave, I needed to go off trail into the Red Rock Secret wilderness. It’s January so I don’t mind going off the beaten path. I follow a few dry creek beds but can’t seem to get to where I need to be, although I do spot the rocky formation where I believe the cave may be located.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The few cairns<\/strong> that I find seem to be misleading one away from this sacred spot, and perhaps for good reason. Overuse and heavy population could ruin the spiritual nature of this place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Women have been coming here for years in hopes of becoming pregnant, looking for Nature to help them where modern medicine may have failed them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I see the opening of the cave in the distance, and soon find myself climbing a fairly steep incline before standing at the entrance. Birthplace of the World, Mother to us all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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You feel intrinsic<\/strong>, wholly contained within this makeshift symbolic organ that gives life. I softly rub my bare hands against her sides, the cracks and crevices that shape the Birthing Cave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I’m not looking for help in procreating in the literal sense, but I come here searching more for a re-birth of myself, and if it isn’t too much to ask, perhaps for humanity as well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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