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How to Transition Easefully to Fall by Celebrating the Autumn Equinox

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Sept. 22, 2016 marks the Autumn Equinox in the Northern Hemisphere. The sun will be shining directly on the equator, creating a unique situation—the same amount of daylight and darkness will be present all around the world!

Honoring the ritual and celebration of this day can help make the seasonal transition more easeful, especially when cooler weather can feel dampening and depressing for some.

Here are six ways to celebrate the Autumn Equinox:

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“Forgetting” Your Period Is Not A Solution; Being In Tune With It Is

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This morning, a friend sent me a link to FLEX, a new “tampon alternative you can wear during sex.”

At first, I was intrigued. The design is beautiful, and the concept of not using tampons that are potentially toxic to our bodies is a good one.


Their sales video goes something like this:

“Hey, don’t you hate your period?”
“Isn’t it so gross and smelly and awful?”
::Insert Our Brand as The Solution::

This, ladies and gentlemen, is NOT the solution.

The solution, at its root, is far deeper and more complicated than continuing to hate something so natural, essential and divine about ourselves and finding yet another way to suppress our connection to it.

I’m just now learning how to love, heal and embrace my cycle.

Somatic sexologist / sex educator (and my teacher) Lara Catone loves her bleeding time and no longer sees it as a “shameful inconvenience,” as society often frames it, but instead an incredibly powerful gift.

“One of my missions through my work at The Artemis School is to shift our menstrual culture,” she says. “I envision every woman and girl learning the physical and hormonal fundamentals of her cycle so that she can partner with her body and live out the innate magic that is her birth rite.”

Her birth rite. Sing it, sister.

FLEX’s angle, however, speaks to the typical and oh-so-tired societal dread of (and estrangement from) our natural rhythms.

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Above: Actual screenshots taken from FLEX’s marketing video. Did you really just write “smelly,” and also presume to be about “a world in which women love their bodies”? Are you f*cking kidding me?

FLEX ends their video with a testimonial from 28-year-old Lindsay:

“FLEX made me forget I was on my period!”

Excuse me? Why is “forgetting” and further distancing ourselves from our body awareness a thing to strive for?

Marketing that promotes this attitude as healthy is the furthest thing we need right now, in a time when accepting/choosing our bodies—whatever gender they are or we choose them to be—is so critical.

An actual solution starts with a mental shift. First:

Can we please replace “ew period!” with “yes creation!”?

Because for all of us who are all about “creativity,” consider that every month you or a woman you love is filled with the juice and power of the essence of it.

Stop turning away from it, shoving things up it, masking it with toxic perfumes, and ingesting chemicals to halt it.

Thank you.

  • I realize I’m speaking to an audience of women who will feel strongly about this post. I invite you to let it sit with you, breathe deeply and look softly at your own reactions to it. <3
  • As far as “period-proof” inventions and technology that I love, try THINX panties, which allow you to free-bleed (no corkage fees here).
  • If you desire to learn and know more about embodiment practices, especially around women’s wellness, I can help you through my regular coaching practice.

An Ode to Boulder in Autumn

Here in my pretty mountain city, we’re experiencing the 100-Year Flood. President Obama has called in federal disaster relief. FEMA is here. The National Guard helicopters whir over my head. The constant rain has a bone-thinning effect inside of me. I feel weak, frail, tepid.

Here’s the thing with natural disasters: You can turn down one street, and it looks like a sunny day filled with bikers, and then you turn the corner and there’s a river flowing out of someone’s house.

I am safe and dry. But I’ve been wracked with emotional turmoil for days, trying to give gentle support in a way that feels right to me. For others who are safe and warm in Boulder, I can’t stress this enough: We don’t need to feel guilty about not having our homes flooded. That kind of energy is restrictive; we can almost feel it choking us.

We have an excellent opportunity to practice holding our own boundaries while still being open to receiving others empathetically.

We restore balance by bringing our positive energy to those who need it most—which doesn’t mean we all need to bury ourselves under sewage, further endangering the entire community.

Whatever support—gentle, nourishing, spiritual—we can give is best given with 100% intention to heal. Which includes being healing to ourselves.

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Why I Stayed: From the East Coast to Colorado

He was asking her if she thought she would stay here forever.

“I think sometimes that I want to get out of New York,” he was saying, the way people do when traveling, “but I don’t know if I want to leave in a way where I don’t have access to it anymore.”

I was sitting in the booth behind this pair at a Nepalese restaurant in the small mountain town of Nederland, Colo., the sweet potato masala melting along my tongue like hot marshmallows.

“I’m not sure if I’ll stay here forever,” the woman replied. I couldn’t see her face, but her voice sounded deep, wooded with experience. “I just know that I wake up every morning and I feel so…”

She paused. “Sane.”

I watched her titter her head from side to side in laughter—her white hair not a rigid nest but filled with movement, a puffed dandelion globe allowing light to flow through it. Her neck moved with a lengthy suppleness, like she’d spent her life looking in many different directions.

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