It was a dark winter day when I showed up at Emily’s home. I had no idea what I was going to do for her photos. Instead of overthinking or worrying about light, I surrendered to the moment. I found a comfortable place to work and talk and I let go. A lesson I have learned as a mother, as I pretend to control everything, is that nothing is under control. Surrendering to that is liberating. The birth of life, the birth of a creation requires more than anything else, Surrender. You must surrender to your self, surrender to every mother who came before you, surrender to the muses, you must learn to trust your body and your instincts. When you let go of control, the divine power that lives inside all of us, the stregth of every woman who came before you, has the space to guide you.