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Personal Story: Today I bleed free

Today I bleed free

. To be honest there's not much blood. I couldn't even call it blood. A tiny trace of something.

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Today I free bleed this tiny, sacred trace knowing I am not alone. That other women have also been inspired and encouraged to bleed freely too. Nothing matters, whether it's free or not free, it is all, the same.

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What matters is today I bleed without fear. Without fear of making a mess. Without fear of being judged. I am fearless and unashamed in my blood. Inmy circulating bright red life force.

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I woke up this morning feeling the ecstasy of day 1 on my period. I have not always been able to call it that as I've hunched over pink packets of ibuprofen. That feels good. I'll celebrate it.

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My womb has shown me pain does not exist. What does exist is sensation interpreted by my mind as pain because it's what I want to believe in, in that moment. Moments can become lifetimes. Womb shows me sensation offers layers and layers of intelligence. Beyond mind, it is a knowing. Intuitive knowing.

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I suspect I haven't yet mastered the ground of death enough to bring flow to stillness. I still feel tiny, barely there movements. Who knows? Maybe this period will be the trace, the last trace? Or maybe more blood will come?

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I let go of whatever outcome. Accept all as One, womb says to me. Accept all as One.

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All as One.

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Until that glimpse is embodied moment to moment, hour to hour, in all that is, the stillness of death remains to be mastered.

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Womb is the greatest teacher of all. Alongside Rambo, Womb is, my guru.

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