Reclaiming the First Blood

I was in pain for all the moon blood lost with shame, with guilt, without consciousness of it's purity, of it's magic, of it’s power.

I was in pain for all the girls and women of this world who hide their gift, their love, their mystery flourishing and growing every month within the womb of creation.

I was in such pain that since my first moon blood in this body when I was 10 years old, I've suffered heavily physically and emotionally for about 2 to 3 days every month.

I'm 34... ... 576 to 1152 days of menstrual pain in this life, crying the loss of life, the loss of wisdom, the loss of magic, the loss of creation.

I used to hate my blood, being disgusted by it. Hating the time of my menstruation feeling it as a pure handicap, always there at the wrong time. I hated it so much that I forgot the memory of my first ever moon blood. Labelled by my selective mind as pure trauma, my lost memory of a moment that should have been celebrated with joy and reverence as being the gateway to womanhood, is floating somewhere in my unconscious.

So today I've decided to make a ritual to reclaim my first blood and by doing so, reclaiming the lost first blood of the feminine in every man, woman in existence!

I've let myself feel into the pain, descending into my womb, and through it into the womb of the Mother. Bleeding freely in my bed I accepted to feel ALL the pain, to cry all the tears without exception...

...and to forgive, to love, to celebrate, to anoint my body, my face with the pure elixir of creation.

The pain transmuted instantly into bliss.

RED WATER OF LOSS BECAME RED WATER OF LOVE

Today, I reclaimed my FIRST blood.