My moon blood is here. It’s different from last time, quiet and painless. As I sip my morning coffee I am listening to what my body and spirit is telling me I need. The house is quiet, and I am looking at the sky, the clouds and the birds. This is a tranquil time.
I become aware of feeling open, impressionable and vulnerable. And it feels positive and honest. This position of weakness feels like a position of immense strength. As I communicate with myself I become aware of different voices answering. These voices represent different aspects of myself. I lean back in my chair and try to discern if all my aspects are represented.
I draw my breath and prepare for the next few days. I can feel there is something there in my psyche that needs to be healed, but I cannot yet tell what it is.
So I remain in my chair, looking at the sky, giving myself the safe environment to let the issue surface. This may take some time, and I know it’s not worth pushing it. I am feeling calm, safe and rested now. I also sense tearfulness, a desire to let go and fragility vaguely present at the same time.
It is now evening, and I feel that the time is right and that I am ready. This time, I brew myself a very large mug of red tea. I am making a strong hibiscus-infusion today, and sweeten it. This is a magical ritual for me, connecting the redness, the heat and the sweetness inside and outside myself.
I also put on a garnet necklace – I feel that it grounds me and connects me to the Earth and to Gaia.
Sitting in my chair I allow myself to become completely still. Drinking tea and watching the sky and the clouds are not trivial activities, they are sacred rituals to be performed with grace.
I place my hands on my abdomen and breathe out deeply through my mouth. I let go of the hardships of the past month as I breathe. Gone is the fatigue I felt last week. Gone is the pressure connected with work and deadlines. Gone is annoyance and irritation.
As I continue to breathe deeply, I feel a timelessness washing over me. I am Everywoman now, and all that exists is love and compassion.
I breathe with my hands on my abdomen and a sense of peace unfolds within me. As I reach for my cup of tea I can feel my eyes filling with tears. The tears fall silently and liberatingly. Once they stop, it feels as if I have been bathed in bliss. I have been blessed, and cleansed…
What are your mood blood rituals? Please leave a comment and share with us!
Finding the community of Cycle Harmony has made a huge difference to me. I am delighted to be writing to you from the Red Tent and hope to share thoughts and experiences you recognise, or find useful to ponder upon. I look forward to working with you all in exploring what it is to be women, and hope to hear from you. ~ Vild