I guess this post is not for the squeamish or mens who didn't grow up with female friends or sisters. I don't get back aches or cramps or anything really crazy physical, but it's a time of the month when I feel my emotions more in depth than the depth to which I usually feel them. On a daily basis, I feel mostly happy, but during these days, I feel the range of emotions from the depths of despair and sadness, as well as so much joy that my heart feels overcome and I have no words. I am always on the verge of tears, and when I cry, it feels sweet, like a much needed relief from all the pent up emotion. I feel very tender in my heart on these days, and it feels beautiful. I look forward during these times to get a little more quiet and in tune with my inner goings on. Not only because I will most likely tear up at hearing a baby hic-upping (like one is behind me right now here in starbux) but because it feels like that's what I need to do. It is one of the many sacred rhythms that govern our lives, our heartbeats, our respiration, our sleeping/waking cycles, and this rhythm of the moon, that governs our creative energies and primal continuation of our species. It SHOULD be honored.
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