We seem to have become invisible. But we were there. I was his midwife. This is my story. There was a time when birth was considered sacred, a rite of passage, a gift from God, tended to by women with herbs, wisdom, prayer, love, courage, and the knowledge of their ancestors to bring new life safely into the world. These were the birthkeepers. Salome holds the birth stones and birth wisdom for the town of Bethlehem, like her mother and grandmother before her. She has helped so many babies into the world, including a baby born in a stable under the light of the brightest star anyone had ever seen. This is not the story of Jesus, rather the woman who delivered him. Through her eyes we witness the sacred art of the birthkeepers, the transformational journey of birth, and the power of love. An unexpected birth which made ripples that reached across time. Women’s space, women’s bodies, women’s ways...