The cycle of a woman can be compared to the cycle of the year.
Spring - when body and soul are once again filled with meaning, strength, and joy.
Summer - the time of ovulation, the anticipation of fertility,
a warm, powerful, generous season of abundance.
Summer - the time of ovulation, the anticipation of fertility,
a warm, powerful, generous season of abundance.
Autumn - when everything is bathed in a gentle light of melancholy.
A time of dissolving the ego,
when a woman meets her fear of “death.”
A time of dissolving the ego,
when a woman meets her fear of “death.”
Winter - dying, the acceptance of finiteness.
Silence. Pain.
And yet, the deep understanding that everything passes.
Silence. Pain.
And yet, the deep understanding that everything passes.
And then spring comes again.
Summer, autumn, winter - and again spring.
Summer, autumn, winter - and again spring.
To be a woman is a wonderful experience.
I am deeply grateful to have been born a woman
and to feel the beauty of this heartbeat of life.
I am deeply grateful to have been born a woman
and to feel the beauty of this heartbeat of life.
Nature cannot be blamed for making every cycle unique.
So it is with woman - she cannot be contained within order or logic.
She is guided by her rhythms, by her inner pulsation.
So it is with woman - she cannot be contained within order or logic.
She is guided by her rhythms, by her inner pulsation.
Each month she lives her own cycle
of vital power.
of vital power.
