The Power of my Menstruation
A Poem
Sitting by the campfire
I feel its raw power
and the raw power within me
quiet.
slow.
strong.
a wild woman surrounded by the darkness
of the womb
I can rest by the fire’s side
warm.
held.
nourished.
allowing myself to be nurtured by the quiet,
the sounds of the crackling fire
connected in spirit to my menstruating siblings
all women and menstruators together
connected horizontally in the Now
and vertically across all time and dimensions
connected to my body
connected to my primal self
my instincts
deeply connected to Life itself
a sacred pause
a wild woman
hair open
hanging down in strands
a little dishevelled
and maybe with a bit of dirt
but stunning
and brimming with the raw power
of my own life force
my pain cracks me open
the absolute breaking apart of who I am
destruction, so that something new can be built from the shattered pieces
uncomfortable as it is – THAT is the power of my menstruation
Lisa Jara
Hi, I'm Lisa (she/her), feminist writer and guide to embodied cyclical and seasonal living. As a trusted confidante, I offer (w)holistic womb health and emotional care for women and queer menstruators through all seasons of life – and the transitions in between!
