These days I find that my menopause is so in my face because I am in it, with no apparent escape. I am traversing through an unknown forest with no path up ahead and no way of escape behind. This is a dense, thick, wordless forest. The worst part is I don't have a machete or compass to navigate the wall of green, that's when I sit down and cry or rage against the world. A world it seems that does not understand or honor my change into becoming a crone.At times of deep transformation and spiritual change the loneliness is palatable. My spouse thinks I am losing my mind and I feel that I am. Losing it in order to it gain in back in a whole new way. Visions and dreams have been profound. My partner who is quite sensitive has been seeing lots of spirit movement and paranormal activity around the house, but I see very little right now. Even my invisible friends feel like they have left me or gone on a hiatus. I just see the changes in my own body, and energy field.
In Native Spirituality we believe that when a woman goes through the menopausal change she takes on the energy of the Sun. That is some powerful stuff, imagine if there is sunspot activity while this is going on. She is meant to take this energy and channel for the benefit of her community, as a wise woman, elder, teacher or healer. I hope I can measure up to the challenge.
