La Luna

Oh the moon is coming up to be very full, very soon. And, as has been the case for a while now, I tend to ovulate on the full moon, bleed* on the dark moon. So, full moon for me is: rearranging my house with energy that could move mountains, the sudden need to change all of my linen and fill the house with the scent of rose-geranium. Eating capers and getting an almost sexual feeling from that metallic vinegar tang. Oh and print making for hours like only a moment has passed.
On the topic, here is a website for an alternative to disposable 'feminine hygeine products'** . Funny how something so simple can seem so absolutely and fundamentally radical, don't you think? And yet, I suspect that really, none of us is that phobic really of our own blood, we just pretend to be because it's the thing to do in this funny, sterile, mechano-phile society of ours. Everything needs to be very very hygeinic and sterile and disposable otherwise we will all die instantly of germs, and worse, even worse, reveal ourselves to be animals, living breathing shitting, farting, crying, bleeding, howling, growling animals - part of everything, dependant on the well being of others, and yet gloriously self-sufficient. Almost the opposite of what we all like to pretend we are now - absolutely seperate from everyone and everything else, and yet completely dependant on the external to feed us, house us, make us happy.
The moon pulling on my water and affecting my tides...

Addendum
Oh I know I should be having an early night but by jingo, I am such a nerd I just web searched all of the above and now just have to share these very groovy websites with you as am very excited by what other switched on chicks have been up to while I have been reaching like a zombie for the disposables from the supermarket shelves in a fog of cramps, fluoro lighting and bad eighties music which i am inexplicably drawn to sing along to but only when I am shopping in the stupor-market. How on earth have I ever survived without a funky leopard skin print reusable pad with a funky silk-screened 'Rag Flag'??

Urban Armor - "kickass alternative menstrual hardware"
Blood sisters - pattern for sewing reuasable pads
Wikipedia - gives a nice overview of the issues (bless that Wikipedia, is there anything it doesn't know?)


*Euww - did she just write 'bleed'?? yes, she did. If you can think of a better, yet accurate term let me know. I just can't relate to 'get my period' as a descriptor. I don't even really know what it means - sounds like something vaguely to do with grammar from an Americal school. And do I 'get it' like a disease that I picked up from a sneeze on a bus? 'Menstruate' is really not a favourite either - it sounds like there are just too many consonants in there and not enough syllables, sounds kind of euphemistic and icky, like a diabolical villain would say as part of a threat. hardly appropriate for this monthly invitation to reflect on our own mortality, on our connection to the cycles of life, on the amazing processes which happen beyond the realm of our consious minds.
** but this does not mean soap, deoderant or handwash, even if it sounds a little bit like that