I hold space for many women. Space to learn and discover who they are.
I sit with them, knee to knee, and I draw out the female cycle. I explain how it works. Why it works. Why it is important. I speak with them about what they will feel in their bodies with each ovulation, with each period. I encourage them to get to know themselves, to get to know their bodies.
Why every women is not taught this is beyond me. In all of our education, with all of our knowledge, why is this left unsaid? ...But that discussion is for another day, another post.
I was blessed with a boy to nurture and raise. I am fully aware that one of my purposes for being his mother is to raise a man that respects, honors, and cherishes the natural order of the feminine.
I do not have a daughter but if I did, I would:
I would let her dance in her innocence. Dance and laugh and dance some more. And I would smile as I watched the wind blow through her hair and carry her laugher into forever.
I would do nothing but love her. Love her deeply and unconditionally, so she finds comfort in love. So she allows herself to love and be loved.
Everyday, I would walk the ground with her. Barefoot. Let her absorb the energy of Mother Earth. Let her give and release energy back to Earth Mother.
I would show her how to be comfortable in her skin. That I love my body. I would teach her how to love her own.
I would show her how to take care of herself, not out of vanity, but out of love for her Self. I would show her the true essence of beauty.
I would remind her that her body is a Temple. Sacred. That is should be honored.
Before the tides change, I would speak with her about how she will step into her cycle. How her body will change, grow, and develop. We will talk about what it means to carry oneself with honor. Not to give it all away. Not to hide it in shame. But to walk with confidence in who she is and who she is becoming.
I would prepare her to bleed. To welcome the transition into womanhood. I would gather women, my sisters, so that we could speak of the sacredness of womanhood. Share our stories. Bleed together. Be grateful for Mother Earth.
I would encourage her to both Sun Bathe and Moon Bathe. Take in Masculine. Take in Feminine. Be content and open under the Full Moon. For just as the Moon pulls the tides of the oceans, I would acknowledge that it pulls the tides in myself. In my daughter. I would encourage her to be grateful and protective of her time to balance, renew, and restore.
I would teacher her about the sacredness of her sexuality. That sex is more than an act. That there is a spiritual connection, an intimacy and vulnerability, a giving and receiving of energy.
I would teach her to honor her body. To honor her cycle. To chart her cycle.
I would teach her to stand in her femininity. Her fertility. To know herself. And to know her Creative Power.