01/28/2019
MOLLY Deutchbein, LMT, CST, BCST
Doula Cooperative President
Molly Deutchbein's kind face holds eyes that are soft and wise - a kaleidoscope of grey, blue and brown. She wears comfortable clothes and holds her frame in a way that reflects her confidence in the positioning of the human body, proving that she applies the wisdom she has harvested over many seasons to herself. Extensive training as LMT, Craniosacral Therapist, and Arvigo massage has earned her the super power of a therapeutic presence, palpable like a velvet cape inherited from her grandmother.
This matriarch is the heartbeat of a beautiful family comprised of artists and musicians. Molly's known Kurt, her pole dancing husband (also a body worker and several other wonderful things) since the 6th grade. One fateful day, in the limbo between collage and family life, Molly received a phone call requesting to "speak to the mother of my children." This audacious move led them into marriage in 1989 and they lived happily, fully, painfully, joyfully embracing life and bring forth the cosmic forces of Elsa and Maggie, two beautiful young women that are most certainly the best parts of our evolution.
Born in Oklahoma, Molly took 3 days to leave the comfort of her mother's womb which ended in her being assisted through the porthole via forceps which caused some severe physical damage, a trauma she still copes with today. She was 9lbs, 5oz. Despite the familial and cultural norms of the times Molly's mother stood her ground, making the choice to breastfeed her children. When she speaks of this, Molly's voice resonates gratitude. Fast forward to the birth of Maggie, Molly's first born, took her sweet time just the same as the generations before. Molly delivered via caesarian section a - GET THIS - 9lb 4 ounce baby. Genetics are fascinating. Molly is adamant that Maggie nursing right after surgery saved her. Her second child was supposed to be a home birth VBAC, but due to too many souls entering the world on the midwife's watch that day, Molly called an ambulance. In the ambulance, Kurt elbowed the paramedics out of the way and Elsa was born into her father's hands in route to the hospital.
As a mother, Molly gained the experience of having to build a career in the crevices and spaces that remained after supporting her family throughout the daily rhythm they shared. The empathy she gained from her experience is an important facet of how she is able to serve women. She found her way to reclaiming menstruation and embracing being a woman, has built a successful practice assisting people at feeling better in their bodies, and enjoys the success of living life with beautiful people. At age 25 she had an awakening and chose to live intentionally with all she does. She doesn't believe in being a martyr and is trying to outgrow being "nice." Kindness has more substance, and kind Molly is, absolutely.
Curiously, Molly's favorite movie is The Emperor's New Groove because it "has all the elements" and the "progressive wife is the bomb." Her favorite food is "a fine breakfast sandwich," specifically egg and bacon on a croissant with cheese, from Flour City Bakery.
She loves making power point presentations. To further emphasize the undercurrent of her character, Molly prefers a deep settling red, the color of women's wisdom, to other colors. When it comes to music, she enjoys anything chamber, but will choose the music of her family over anything else. She herself will sing a little and play a bit of piano.
When asked what she would say if she knew the whole world was listening this powerhouse of a woman replied with, "There's more than enough to go around."
I leave you with Molly's favored poem, which she reads beautifully.
Wild Geese by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.