Wednesday, April 3, 2019

C is for Coconut Oil - Write Through Menopause

Reader be warned. This is a sensitive topic. If you are under 18 years old, move along, there is nothing to see here.

All women should know about the wonders of Coconut oil. It was actually a doctor who recommended it to me, but years before I was in the midst of perimenopause. She told me an older female patient of hers used it frequently and it helped to keep her "inner lining" from thinning out which is something that happens to women when menopause hits. It also helps to keep things from being dry when you are playing with a partner or by yourself. That was long before I was a few years before peri-menopause and I didn't start using it regularly until about a year and a half ago. 

Photo by Willow

Oh my. It makes things feel so much nicer that I didn't know why I waited so long to use it.  There is also an added benefit; you can play longer. Pre-coconut oil I would get very sore very quickly. When I started using coconut oil I realized that I wasn't getting sore and pleasure was lasting longer. I'm not sure how much more pleasurable things seem to be that are connected to the coconut oil and how much is menopause. I've heard that some women enjoy sex much more after menopause and, though I've always been one to enjoy it, it is phenomenal now. 



I highly recommend you try coconut oil for yourself. I would suggest experimenting by yourself first to see how much, or how little, is just right for you. Besides, if you don't know how to please yourself, how in the world is your partner going to be able to please you?

This short haiku poem I wrote for a previous A to Z challenge, but if felt fitting.

Fertile, moist and dark
secrets hiding in the folds
waiting to be found

And then I found this poem from OctPoWriMo 2015:


Angst pulls at my shirt
Battering at my senses
Calling for action
Demanding that I pay attention
Entering a State of awareness
Falling into the stream
Giving room for inspiration
Having spun out of chaos
into the deep beginners mind
Jaw clenching and unclenching
Keeping my connection to my soul
Living to learn and be
Muses poke and prod me
Need prickles my skin
Ominous moments settle in
Precious time slipping by
Quietly collecting words
Relishing the building tension
Standing or sitting
Tender compassion for my journey
Unleashing my voice to the skky
Venturing into unknown territory
Widening the possibilities
Xrays of definable moments
Yes being spoken again and again
Zany words explode on the page

It seems I've been writing through menopause all along I just didn't realize it.

Writing for the A to Z challenge. Please leave your link with your comment below so that I can visit your A to Z posts as well. Happy Writing!

Read.Dance.Write.Repeat.

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

B is for Bitch - Writing Through Menopause

Yes, I can be a bitch. But is it really being a bitch or is it enough is enough. If being over 50 isn't time to take for yourself when the heck is it? I raised two daughters and I've helped quite a lot with my granddaughters. Now when I say no, no I want to do this or that for myself, somehow that has turned into me being a bitch, being selfish, being anything but the compliant person who will take care of anything and everything that needs to be taken care of.

Photo by Willow

Walls and Love

Bitch stands tall
Bitch has walls
walls of bricks
walls of iron
iron in the blood
iron chains dropping
dropping to the floor
dropping to my knees
knees are aching
knees are breaking
breaking my heart
breaking my soul
soul is crying
soul is dying
dying to be heard
dying to be seen
seen as a person
seen as love
love for me
love for you
you can stand
you can walk
walk out the door
walk on your own
own your life
own your body
body is on loan
body is of earth
earth we walk on
earth is life
life in chaos
life is possibilities
possibilities are numerous
possibilities you can see
see what is in front of you 
see with eyes wide open
open to adventures
open to miracles
miracles in front of you
miracles all around
around every corner
around the middle
middle of the road
middle of time
time to do what we love
time to be who we are
are you ready to be you
are you ready to be love
love
you



A Blitz poem for the A to Z Challenge.

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Monday, April 1, 2019

Apprehension and Living Life over Fifty

Life has been a roller coaster of emotions since becoming 50 over four years ago. I thought that once I was in my 50's I'd have everything figured out, know everything about myself (okay, you can stop laughing now), and be well established doing all the things I love and living how and where I love. Yeah, not so.



I was trying to write poetry for this A to Z challenge. Eight years ago I began this writing journey in full force, eight years, and I haven't written much poetry since 2014. Even though I had tremendous breakthroughs in my novel writing at the end of 2017 and beginning of 2018 I still wasn't writing poetry, or at least not much of it. This past weekend I set aside a four day retreat (dog sitting) with no other agenda except to write, dance, and play. Nope, it did not go well. Apprehension and anxiety reared their heads and instead spent the whole weekend avoiding the page; binge watching on Netflix and playing scrabble on my phone anything to stay away from the page, or the laptop.

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This morning I awoke from a dream of snakes in the road and floating above and over them easily. After some thoughts about what this could mean, I decided to try again. I turned on some music, moved my body and asked, "What is my theme, what am I going to write about for this A to Z challenge that I am determined to help reignite my poetry?"

I thought of how it felt on my journey to becoming a crone. Ideas began to percolate as I moved to the tribal sounding music. Emotions, becoming a crone, how it feels to be in this stage of life, and I had it. I am going to write about the emotional journey of living in the second half of life, of moving through menopause, of doing my best to live an authentic life which I love; whether it is poetry, prose, or just stream of consciousness. Why limit myself especially since I seem to have so much anxiety attached to my poetry, still, after five years past the event that threw me into a tailspin over writing poetry. I'm determined to write my way through it as I often tell others to do.


Photo by MDragonwillow
Dinosaur footprints 

Kicking my apprehension 
and
anxiety to the curb
walking my own path
breathing in 
the 
cold spring air
allowing my journey 
to 
unfold


You know (if you've been around my journey at all) how much I love photography so I will be showing my photos that I've been collecting while walking and pet sitting fur babies. I see the most interesting things on our walks.

I look forward to reading what you share on this A to Z Blogging Challenge.

Please leave your blog address with your comment so that I may visit your A to Z posts as well. Thank you!



Willow a.k.a. MDragonwillow, author of Wild Woman Waking & Dancing within Shadow, is a Bodywork transformer, dancing poet, motivator of words, dog walker, pet sitter, and creatrix of #OctPoWriMo & #PoetsonthePage

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