The serious , the satirical & the somewhere inbetween !
They ask thee concerning menses. Say: They are a hurt. So withdraw from women in menses and do not go near to them until they purify. When they purify, go to them as God has commanded you. Verily God loveth the returners and the purifiers. (Quran, al-Baqara 222)
Behold, my period comes. I start feeling soft and melted and sexy a night or two before, and want to be held tenderly and protectively and made love to mightily, and then I want to be covered gently and left to sleep a bonus sleep that is off the clock, no babies crying no kids homework no dishes no phone calls let my partner take care of everything for a few hours. And that is how I know it is coming, and it feels like an old, familiar friend whose face I love. For behold, I love my period. (She said this latter three times.)
Menarche is a time of joyous celebration. Prepare, prepare. Let her know in the years before. Onset, the first menses, a celebration at the threshold. My little girl, you’re becoming a woman now (but it’s okay, you’re still a little girl for a while longer too). You may not find clothes that fit you for a few years—retailers don’t listen to real girls’ bodies and makes clothes for this age, neither a little girl anymore nor a woman fully. My brave one, you’re on the cusp. Mother daughter luncheon. Father daughter ballgame. A gift for your milestone day. New rituals. Make ‘em up. Old rituals: The parents cook up wheat and sugar pudding and serve it all around the neighborhood to celebrate with sweetness their daughter’s first period. The ancient rites of goddess religions honoring our fertility (instead of fearing and covering it) survive through these traces of previous customs, in the chthonically old quarters of Damascus. And in many elsewheres.
thank you . its what i said from your very first time. celebrate the flow of your humanity, your passion your being.you are creation and creation is you.razzmatazz
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