I experienced miscarriage 4 times in my life. Each time was very painful and hard to express to others because, to me, it felt exactly as if a born child had died. From the moment of conception l felt their spirit. I was so grateful for my brother-in-law Harlan, who came and did ceremony for these babies. It was called a send off ceremony, and really comforted me and validated my grief. We had to choose a name for the baby, talk to their spirit for 4 days, while keeping a fire or flame lit and putting spirit dishes each day. On the 4th day, the family came and we watched as eagles circled and we sent off symbolic tiny baby clothes, moccasins, baby star quilts, and food with the remains of the baby (if we had them). Then all the family in a circle shared about what the loss of this baby meant to them. That was when l finally no longer felt alone in my grief. This post below spoke to me because that was my experience. Sharyl WhiteHawk January 21 at 8:11 AM ยท
