'I liked it when you wrote about women's bodies, self-esteem and empowerment, will you go back to that at some point?'
So, last week I wrote about menarche stories and a shit ton of people hit the 'unsubscribe' button. But still, here I am, a week later, writing about it again. Not because I'm being rebellious and kicking out at people who'd prefer me to write about self-confidence, but because...well, I can't help it. I'm a called girl and this is what I've been called to write.
Our menarche, our first bleed, is when our song, our life purpose, our truth is awakened in us. With each cycle we sing louder, speak truthfully and nurture that bud as we respond to, and work with, the lessons it provides, allowing us to open and grow in the awesomeness of who we are.
Imagine if we had all known this, at that moment o' first bleed - how would it have been different? For me, I'd have stopped trying so hard to be 'someone' in my late teens and 20s, because I'd be able to trust that with each bleed cycle, life was unfolding me, just as it should. There would have been flow - literally and figuratively, as I narrated the story of this woman from a place of truth and purpose - my womb.
I celebrated my menarche in my 34th year, last september, 3 months after my mumma died. It was on a retreat that I had been 'called' to sign up for whilst sitting with my mumma in her last days, she urged me to do it, saying 'go on, love - do it', so I did. After a nine year journey with my womb - endometriosis, weight gain, crazy pain, heavy blood flow (so embarrassing that there were entire weeks I never left the house) - then my menarche ceremony changed me FOREVER. In that moment, there was a remembrance. For my song. My truth. My purpose. And this work, the blood and menstrual cycle shiz, is it.
Seriously, do you really think I'd have actually chosen to write and speak about blood, vulvas, periods and all the stuff that makes us women? I was helping women to write books and tell their stories. I spoke at conferences about self-confidence, eating disorders and self-esteem. I was passionate about speaking out on the sexploitation o' woman kind. I was NOT talking about blood and menstrual cycle shiz. And what I realise now, that in order to do any of these things, I HAVE to talk about wombs, blood and menstrual cycle shiz. We ALL bleed. It's the red thread that connects us. It's sacred. It's messy. It's powerful. Just like me, just like you.
I'm offering deep bows and chest bumps to the women who are trusting me in this work. Those of you who have not hit the unsubscribe button, those who have had big-ass faith in me and are inviting me to be their guide-ess in the Explore Your Lady Landscape immersion and in SASSY SHE sessions.
So, in answer to 'I liked it when you wrote about women's bodies, self-esteem and empowerment, will you go back to that at some point?' I AM writing about that. Talking about, exploring, getting to know our cyclic nature, our bleed cycle, our wombs is EVERYTHING to do with women's bodies, self esteem and empowerment. It's the ultimate feminine power. SHE power. It's the kind that's going to change the world. And FYI: If you get to know yourself through your cycle, you'll never need to read another self-help book EVER. Just sayin'.
What would you talk/blog/riff about if you didn't worry so much about what people might think of you for doing it?
If you'd been honoured at bleed time, what would your song be? I REALLY want to hear it. Share and declare.