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Wise Traditions Birth Support, Joppa, MD (2025)

09/02/2025

I’ve been so eager to share photos from this families experience 🥹 This client had a beautiful water birth in hospital, and it was absolutely incredible to be able to witness her through that journey. You could literally see her body soften as she focused her breath and mind during each surge! I would love to recount every moment and share it all, but you can tell by the second photo; this story is powerful, full of love, and for her to share when she chooses too. Thank you for letting me walk alongside you💕

“My birthing experience with Savanna was truly remarkable! After having a less-than-ideal birthing experience with my first child, I was determined to have a doula with me for my second birth. Savanna is brimming with knowledge and resources. She is compassionate, considerate, and incredibly patient. Not only did she offer emotional support, but she also provided various comfort measures throughout labor and her support continued into postpartum. I genuinely believe that without her and my husband by my side, I wouldn’t have had the wonderful birthing experience I had. I wholeheartedly recommend Savanna to anyone seeking a doula for their childbirth journey.“

**Shared with permission**

08/31/2025

Bring back (some of) Brehon Law 👏

While making sourdough this morning I was reminded of our grandmothers and how life has looked for them over the years. Though there have been struggles as well, one era that has always stood out to me within ancient Irish culture are the protections in Brehon Law for postpartum women.

For anyone who hasn’t heard of it, Brehon Law was the native legal system in Ireland for over a thousand years. It was community based, restorative rather than punitive, and it gave protections for our well-being and livelihood; not just for our materials or finances.

After birth, a mother was by law entitled to rest and nourishment; her household and kin were obligated to provide her with the best food available. She was not expected to take on duties while recovering, and anyone who harmed or insulted her faced heavy penalties.

It was not just about mothers and children either, though their needs were clearly safeguarded. The spirit of Brehon Law was rooted in community support and growth. Neighbors, kin, and foster families were expected to step in, feed, educate, and care for one another; neglect of these responsibilities even carried consequences.

This way of living is not limited to ancient Ireland, and there were times when women lacked these protections, even within that tradition. But many cultures today still carry models of care where mothers are fed and protected, where children are raised with the help of extended family and neighbors, and where the community as a whole shares the responsibility of well-being.

Until that is the universal norm, I will keep daydreaming of the old ways and doing what I can to incorporate them into my community 💕

(one loaf of shared sourdough bread at a time 😅)

08/30/2025

Product photos aren’t ever going to get better over here😅 …BUT it’s about that time where we all start turning into little hermits, cozied up and eating twice our weight in baked goods 🍂

I’ve been stocking my online shop with some goodies I use to support my own household once the seasons shift: nourishing tallow & lard balms for dry skin, soothing cayenne muscle rubs… herbal baked goods that sneak in extra nutrients while still feeling like a treat. Tinctures to fight off cold & flu season and even flower essences that feel like summer in a bottle… 🥹

All made in small batches, with the same love and care I put into my own home.

You can find everything through the shop link in my Linktree 🍁✨

08/30/2025

🌿 Wellness Wednesday 🌿
Every third Wednesday from 10 to 11:30 I host a meet up for parents and their littles at Harford Cheerleading’s Gym with a focus on mindfulness!

If anyone else’s toddler seems to have endless energy, Wellness Wednesday is a good place to let them run wild while you sit on a soft floor and catch your breath for at least 90 minutes 😅

They get their wiggles out and you get to refill your cup. Everyone wins!

Obstacle courses for them, soft floor for you, trampoline for us all…✨

Registration required; offering is limited to members of Rooted Willow. (A free community with regular offerings for parents in Harford County!)

Link can be found on my linktree in my bio!

08/10/2025

The patriarchal business world tells us to narrow ourselves, to focus only on what makes the most profit, but we are limitless beings. My work calls for every part of who I am, and I will not shrink to fit someone else’s idea of success. The practices I carry are part of who I am. They move through every step I take, every thought I have, and every conversation I hold. They will always be offered, even if they will not be a career focus.

A marketing specialist recently told me to cut back on my energetic work and focus only on marketing doula support… but these practices cannot be separated. The spiritual work, the birth work, the herbal work, and the products I create for my clients and community all feed each other. Removing one would diminish the whole. When I said I prefer to manage my own website and social media, I was met with a scoff but this work is intimate. People need to see me, not a brand.

In 2020, many energy workers, myself included, shifted our focus to practical, physical support. The world called for us and we answered, showing up with food, water, housing support, and the grounding presence people needed before deeper healing could take place. THIS is the core of my work.

I choose not to profit heavily from my energetic offerings, the exchange will always be fair and accessible. (Half the time it’s free!) I am not here to sell you snake oil. Movement of energy and healing of energy happens every day, in every interaction, if you allow it. In our conversations, in the touch of a hand, in the energy we choose to fill a room with.

This is what I mean when I say I follow the ways of matriarchal business. It measures success by how well you care for your people, your work, and yourself. It values connection, reciprocity, and the relationships we build over financial gain beyond what is truly needed. It also knows that no part of this work exists in isolation.

I will continue to offer what is mine to offer. This is not about what I gain…it’s also not about me being a bodhisattva…It is about honoring the work as a living, breathing part of my life. These practices are not separate from who I am, and they are not something I can set aside. They are the way I walk through the world, and they will remain as long as I do.

Cheers to healing our witch wounds. 💕

08/08/2025

My selfish opinion on postpartum care?

…it’s healing for me too.

Sometimes it even feels like I’m going back in time to hold my own hand.

07/28/2025

My hair was a mess.
She laughed, I asked, “Do I look silly?”
She said, “No, you look like the sun.”

And I believed her.

07/24/2025

Yesterday my daughter and I were in a car accident. An older gentleman drove in front of us. Moments before this, we were picking out snacks from Wawa, about to head home after stopping by the school to drop off some birthday goodies for a pal. The day was a usual sort of chaos, but it was good. I swerved to avoid a much worse accident, and thankfully no one involved was hurt.

Years ago I totaled my fair share of cars and thought this cycle had come to an end. Beyond the initial spiral of concern for my daughter followed the shame and guilt that I could let this cycle somehow continue. Except this time I wasn’t a reckless teen, I was a cautious momma. How could I have avoided someone else driving in front of me? I did what I could in the moment and that was enough to keep us safe.

I’m finding a lesson there in the sense that I truly cannot control everything around me, nor can I protect from every possible harm. I can however be in control of how we navigate said harm. I can be a source of comfort to my daughter and walk forward with clarity on my next steps and hope toward a beautiful and exciting outcome. I can find the blessings in this situation.

I can sit with my daughter and follow her lead with play. I can hold my phone to my ear as she mimics my call to the police and we talk about what happened in ways she can understand. We can laugh together when she tells me she wants me to get either a white car or a sparkle car. I cannot control all harms that may happen, but I can help her process them and be sure she does not have to feel the weight of them alone within her body.

I wanted to write this out into something about how play heals us, and get into the science behind it… for now I am just going to sit in this gratitude. With patience, even joy as we stay up hours past bedtime, so she can tell me every last thought that comes to her mind.

(Felt the need to write about it, might delete later 🤪)

07/14/2025

Made a hag torch with my daughter yesterday. Red rose, red clover, linden, coltsfoot, fennel, and mugwort. We harvested the herbs on the 10th, crafted on the 13th, and I lit it around 6 PM, mostly just to test out a new creation. This was my first time making them!

No dramatic spell, no big intentions, really. Just careful selection of plant allies, and a focus on energy I wanted this torch to hold for me as we rolled the herbs. Hag torches have deep roots in folk magic, burned at thresholds to protect, cleanse, and signal transformation.
I lit the tiniest one I had, wanting to ensure it burned safely for when I decided to use the others, then I placed it on my altar for the evening.

Within hours:
• An over due discussion
• A massive emotional release
• A bathroom that decided to join in and flood with nearly two inches of water right at midnight 💧🙂

Bathrooms are so sacred, y’all. They’re where we purge, cry, pray, scream…the place I crawled elbows and knees after I delivered my daughter. They are where the waters meet the physical. A veil. A place where emotional release, cleansing, and vulnerability naturally occur. Everyday.

So when your house floods right after you open your heart and call in change… maybe it’s not just the old plumbing…your home is a living being too. They respond to the energy we carry. Just like our bodies, they can absorb stress, hold memory, and signal when something needs attention or release.🌀

This isn’t the first flood spell work has caused in my home, and thankfully(?) it’s the opposite of me setting off the fire alarm regularly in my teens 😅

Note to self for next time though: Leo moon, Scorpio sun… the polarities will always be intense. If you’re playing with fire, know the flood gates are about to POUR open. Add in other elements!!

That’s all my silliness for today. My chest feels wide open and I feel absolutely naked, I love synchronicities.

07/02/2025

Let’s talk about medical trauma, because I just had my first ever pap-smear that DIDN’T make me faint… Thank you Dr.Daya!!

I may have had a homebirth, but when it comes to vaginal exams of any kind… not a fan. This definitely was part of what influenced my choice to have a homebirth to begin with (outside of the evidence supporting them). I faint, I lose my eyesight, I dry heave… not a fan is an understatement.

I’ve assisted in vaginal exams under the role of a medical assistant and assisted surgical abortions, hell I watch births on the regular… but start coming at me with a speculum and I curl into the fetal position.

For me, this specific trauma started with my IUD removal. An old man dangling metal, mucous and blood infront of my face, laughing as he did. Then again when they removed my stent, no sedation, no numbing. Just a joke about how I didn’t scream like all the men usually do.

Today though, I returned to a previous provider for a lump in my breast, and chose to throw in a very long over due pap. I prepared best I could, warned them all that I would end up fainting, but it is okay. He started my exam, and I felt absolutely no pain. We carried a conversation along the entire time, and I honestly didn’t even notice when he took a sample! I also got to overhear a baby’s heartbeat in the other room prior to my exam, which was such a comfort to hear when regulating my breathing. 🥹

I’m not sure what exactly my previous providers were doing during my paps, but I knew what I was experiencing was not normal whenever I brought it up to others. I know my trauma also contributed to how I felt during those exams as well, so it’s just been interesting to see how my homebirth, and motherhood has healed wounds within me that I think are still bleeding.

Anyways, go get your boobies checked!! There are kind, and gentle providers out there who will listen.

06/09/2025

Tis me, and now that the live-action Lilo & Stitch is out, I think it’s time for a little get-to-know-me post. That might sound unrelated, but I promise it makes sense.

There’s a scene where Lilo shows Stitch a picture of his “badness level.” As a sensitive kid who felt more “bad” than “good” some days, that moment tore me open. I started doing little meditations, measuring the good and the bad inside me with a visualization of my outlined body. With each breath, I’d release the energetic gunk of sadness and fear. Then breathe in a golden light that would slowly fill my body.

I was raised by teen parents in a house shaped by addiction, survival, and violence; but also held by a village with a whole lot of raw love. From this I knew I wanted to help people who use, reform broken systems, protect children, and support families. For a long time, those goals felt miles apart. Then, when I was a teen, my mom went into labor with my sister at 24 weeks. I didn’t know what a doula was at the time, but I knew she should’ve had one. The seed was planted…

Later, I trained as a birth doula, a reiki master and then a full-spectrum doula. My work in abortion care, supporting people through induction up to 34 weeks, gave me tools I’ll never stop being grateful for. It taught me how to sit in the dark night of the soul with others. To see them fully. To stay present. To not look away.

What I do alongside my role as a birth keeper has been passed down through my bloodline. My ancestors have come to me in dreams, visions, ceremony, and daily life…reminding me of who I am, what I carry, and why. These stories stretch back generations. The woman in my family share the name wise, which is where my business name comes from. The Wise woman I know by blood. I hope to share this space with my living relatives when the time comes.

Everything I offer; from energy healing to soul retrieval to ritual support, is rooted in a lifetime of study, sacrifice, and ancestral guidance.

This is not just my work. It is my inheritance, my entire being, but it’s silly to think it all started in this lifetime just by watching Lilo & Stitch.

Do you remember your first calling? I want to hear about it. What awakened you to the life you needed?

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