This full moon has certainly sent some of us on a journey (understatement). At this full moon with the eclipse I did wonder what my body was thinking. You see for years I had my bleed on a full moon, then it changed to new moon and now back again. Word has it that it is more “conventional “ to bleed at the new moon. I heard a wise woman once say, that if we bleed on the new moon we align with the dark moon phase and go inward on a journey of inner discovery. Sounds sensible, when that cave is calling and it’s a pickle out there, retreating seems like a good option. It’s a time to look inward, reflect, recharge and above all, rest. It is also a deep dive into the recesses of our consciousness, into the shadow for remoulding and rebirthing into a new cycle once again. She explained that women who bleed on the full moon are outwardly gazing. They are retrospective about all of life, they are also tapping into the collective and the whole of creation (exhausting). Now imaging this on an eclipse, got it?! No wonder so many of us are fatigued! We probably repainted the Matrix.
Menstruating is powerful energy. We approach by rebuilding ourselves to head back out into the world and live a new cycle of ourselves into existence by developing a more conscious human every single time. Or we take on the whole, we do the conscious work that benefits the All, we get expansive and start over….charged, full of insight, ready, with a “bring it on” attitude, after I get some more sleep that is…..
This dance around the moon, dance around ourselves can also be respondent at waning and waxing phases just as plugged in, folding and unfolding gradually for a journey through the Soul’s calling of what we are current engaging with.
But don’t underestimate the power of our inner Cosmos, this is why women where separated from cycling in circles, this is why we have been cycling in isolation. If we ever get to the potent power of cycling together again, in circles, as communities, I am certain the world will change under the starlit skies.
Code Red by Lisa Lister