I talked a post or two ago about different cycles of life, the moon cycle being a particularly important one for women. There was a time when I thought my period was a bit of a pain, as a feminist I refused to apologise for the fact that I bled, no hiding my tampon on my way to the loo in a restaurant! But I had no idea of the true power I could be connecting with at that time.
It was somewhere around the middle of the naughties that I began to understand that I was missing something really important, that my moon time could be much more than an inconvenience. As I began to shift my thinking I noticed a change in my bleeding, what had become a lighter flow became richer and a bit heavier. I honoured that time of the month as best I could, it isn’t always easy to follow the natural inclination to go within in this busy world, but you do what you can.
The more that I tune into my body and its processes the more I am able to allow energies to flow through me, and as a woman I feel deep gratitude for the opportunity each month to let go with the flow of my menstrual blood. I have been fortunate that it has rarely been a painful experience, I remember a time in 2007 when I had a couple of very painful periods, and when I tuned into my body I understood that I was releasing some particularly difficult stuff. I was studying counselling at the time and had a lot of challenging material coming up in relation to grief and loss and my father’s suicide.
As I become more sensitive to my beingness, I tend to notice an increase in sensitivity leading up to my moon flow. I’m not talking about over sensitivity, it is more like a heightening of the senses, I get very horny and I most definitely don’t have a problem with that aspect! As I write this, I am feeling that heightening of the senses combined with the fullness that has come with my shift into a healthy sense of self, and it is wondrous to behold, wondrous to be!
Thank you moon, thank you mother, looking forward to connecting with the earth tomorrow after a couple of hours spent gazing inwards in my fabulous yoga class. I love life and life loves me, blissings, blissings and love to all………………
This YouTube clip from Alice Cooper back in the seventies really epitomises the old paradigms for men and women, and yet I have always loved this song, there is a real tenderness and empathy for women, and the way that the feminine has been suppressed in this man’s world. It does no favours for any of us, no matter our sex, have a listen to “Only Women Bleed”.
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