Typing as fast as I can without editing because this is the time that I have. Purnima, powerful full moon coming and I'm waiting for the blood to come. This time makes me, um, extra sensitive... to sound, to light, to other people's energy. I wish I had time to research this more. I'm certain someone else has had these thoughts. Probably Uma Dinsmore-Tuli for sure. The Yoni Shakti message coming through louder and louder this time is that, regardless of whether conception happens, 28 days creates the possibilities of life exploding on to the scene. I think we end up preparing for the birth of something each time we bleed. And I wanna be like: (What's so amazing about really deep thoughts?)
Instead of a pencil behind my ear, signaling learning, research, it's the obvious tampon signal (my period underwear won't stay behind my ear.) This is your signal to blast the doors of awareness open with me, embrace the flavor of divine incoherence -- I'm hear for you. Or, you can back the fuck off and I'll be in my red tent. Oh wait, I am a householder, and meanwhile the world goes on.
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