|Gather with woman who are also on their moons. Create a sacred space that you can all go to and just BE.|
|Long soaks in the tub do wonders! Add in some lavender, roses, salt and essential oils to really love yourself up.|
|Take time for yourself. Time spent alone in nature allows us to listen to any messages that are wanting to come though. It's amazing the sounds that call to our hearts when we really begin listen. Remember the Queen that you are!|
|The beauty of ebb and flow and the balance of both.|
|Embrace your moon! Its an honor and a gift.|
Blood mysteries reveal that menstrual (moontime) blood and birth blood are so holy, so full of potential, so full of the void, that they are to be used only to heal, to heal by nourishing. Holy woman-blood is nourishing blood, blood of love, blood of abundance, blood that heals the earth.
Blood mysteries recall the immense power of the bleeding woman. Power enough to share in great nourishing give-away from mother to matrix, give-away of nourisher to nourisher. When we bleed into the ground (in reality or fantasy) our power regrounds as our blood flows through the personal root chakra and into the earth.
Bleeding into the ground, bleeding freely, we know ourselves as women, as nourishers of life, as givers of nourishment to the plants, givers of holy nourishment: our moontime blood.
I am woman giving away nourishment to ensure this planet's life. With my moontime power, my blood, with my birthing power, my blood, I feed the earth who feeds us all. Every month I remember: I am woman. I am earth. I am life. I am nourishment. I am change.
I am woman, blatantly and repeatedly confronted with my changes: hormonal harmonics stirring moon time visions, ovulatory oracles, pre-menstrual crazies, orgasmic knowings, birth ecstasies, breast-feeding bliss, menopausal moods.
I am wholeness. I am woman. I know life, death, pain, and health in my marrow, in my womb. I know the bloody places: the narrow space between life and death, the bloody place of birth, the bloody mess of nourishing life, the bloody flow of letting life go. I am woman. My blood is power. Peaceful power. Peaceful blood.
|On Kauai my tipi has been painted red and is now used for a "red tent". A moon lodge where Women can gather together to massage each other, drink tea, play music and most importantly, give our bodies the rest that it deserves.|
|Sacred Yoni and the beauty that lies within.|
☽ My dear friend Mijanou from Mystic Mamma has a beautiful section on her website about moon time.
✧ I also enjoy the beauty Aja has to share over at Moon Woman Rising.