I once medicated my aliveness. Today, I honour it.

I blew my own mind today! 🤯 I’m having such a profound realisation about the depth of our inner seasons.

Ma Ananda Sarita speaks of how our bleeding phase (Days 1–7) mirrors winter, a time for deep rest and renewal. We crave warmth, softness, and stillness, allowing life to pause. Then comes spring (Days 8–15), when energy rises, creativity awakens, and we blossom. Summer (Days 15–20) brings our peak, ovulation, before we turn inward again, sensing what needs to be released. And autumn (Days 21–28) prepares us for transformation.

Now, just days away from my moon time, I see it so clearly. I’ve been restless, writing non-stop, tying up loose ends. In the past, I judged this energy as “too much,” even labeled myself manic. But now I understand: I’m nesting, preparing. Flowing with my body’s rhythm instead of resisting it. And that realisation alone is so liberating.

For years, I fought this phase. I misjudged it. I even convinced myself I had bipolar disorder simply because I wasn’t always “calm.” I spent 8 years numbing myself with medication, forcing myself into a version of “normal” that drained my aliveness. My creativity, spontaneity, and spark faded. The friends who once knew me as vibrant and full of life noticed the change… and I just kept suppressing.

But now, something is shifting. As I soften into my feminine, I’m learning to trust my cycle, to honour it instead of fighting it. And for the first time, I feel deeply grateful for this unfolding.

Eckhart Tolle once wrote that women have a unique gateway into the pain body that men do not. I never fully understood it… until last month, when I saw radiant women surrender to their cycles, feeling every emotion with grace and presence. Their depth, their softness, their power. It was breathtaking. And now, maybe, just maybe… I’m beginning to feel that within myself, too.

How wild that I once judged this phase. How common it is to pathologize what is, in truth, our most natural and sacred rhythm. But today, I reclaim it. I reclaim myself. By embracing my cycle, I deepen my commitment to embodied living, to my feminine flow, and to the truth of who I am.

What about you? Have you ever mistaken something sacred within you as a flaw? When did you realise that judgment was holding you back from your most authentic life?

Let this be a love letter to every part of your cycle. There is no wrong way to be a woman in her rhythm.