Her name is @demetra_nyx and she puts up pics of her period smeared on her face – to celebrate periods and to empower herself and other women to not feel shame with their periods….something that I don’t think girls really feel shame about…or that I really think smearing it on your face will solve…but I’ve met these period warriors…doing art with their period and other things with their periods to celebrate femininity. It all started with the DIVA cup and has gone downhill since…
I will do this every month until people are no longer shocked by it. 🥀
I will do it until little girls stop being taught that the natural functions of their bodies are disgusting and unclean.
I will do it until women stop feeling like they can’t have sex on their period because it is gross.
I will do it until we stop being embarrassed that we sometimes bleed through our clothing. Through your sheets.
The idea isn’t to get everyone to put blood on their face (though – wow – does it make your skin glow!) Rather… if I do something soooo shockingly disgusting and put it out in public… maybe someone somewhere will feel like: “well, if she can do *that*, maybe I don’t have to hate my period after all. Maybe my body isn’t that gross after all.” .
Also, it’s fun and I like it
My blood came today. Eighteen days late.
I did not think I was pregnant. My body said: relax.
Maybe it was a combination of sickness and antibiotics and herbs and late ovulation.
Maybe it was that my body wanted to bleed with the full moon instead.
For a year I have bled exactly with the new moon. They say that means nurturance.
I wonder if it is a coincidence that I will bleed with the full moon just as I am beginning to create my business, this entire year’s worth of culmination, seven year’s worth of wisdom into one thing. Full moon is creativity, power.
Today I sat on the ground and bled into the earth. In a dark red, velvet skirt. The clouds, the forest blowing wildly around me.
It is this connection with nature that I know to be true most deeply. That the trees have me. That we are of each other.
I MISSED bleeding. I didn’t realize how accustomed I had become to my cycle, to knowing my moods and my rhythms, until I was thrown off. My body was deeply missing this feeling of dreamy connectedness, this time of retreat. It was weird not to have it.
My blood is magic. It is worth being celebrated. The wisdom of our wombs was taken from womxn a long time ago. I’ve taken mine back.
Five years ago in the fall I was throwing up black. The trees did this same thing except it was raining. Today it felt like the completion of a cycle. I don’t know what that means yet, exactly; but it means something.
Today I wonder how you connect to the inner part of you that knows. That knows you’re meant for more, to feel more, to be more, that this isn’t all there is for you. I have followed that part of me always and that has made all the difference
You are a jungle-child.
Your body is meant to writhe in pleasure.
Your body is meant to howl.
Your body is meant to be covered in blood.
Your freedom of expression has been Stolen from you.
The witches are back.
The witches are back. 🥀🌹 🌚
If you’re someone who gets a period… that’s beautiful.
If you’re someone who supports your partner during their period… that’s beautiful.
If you think this is gross, why?
If you have a period and hate it, can you love it? Why not? (I’d love to work with you on this). .
And if you’re one of the women in my inbox, sending me random photos of you doing this same thing… you’re extra beautiful. I love you. Send me more.
Just a reminder that some days are so painful that all you do is cry and lie in bed but then some days you can cover yourself in blood and dance around the house and are about to launch your podcast and have moved to Southern California where it almost never rains and are making thousands of dollars talking to people about topics that freak most of humanity out and LIFE IS SO GREAT! (That is my reminder to myself. My reminder to you is that you can be whoever you want. And the people who love you will find you always. And the people who don’t will leave. And you can say bye forever because it is way more fun being true to yourself!!!)
Period activism is idiotic…a huge waste of fucking time…