I wrote this poem after
riding a wave of emotion…
I did not fully understand why or where
the emotions were fully coming from. The human body has muscle memory and
sometimes feelings come to life as a result of our letting go of past pains and
hurts.
But
sometimes these heartfelt times are simply a reflection of the hormonal changes
in our bodies.
This
poem was written in honor of the great change women all over experience when we enter menopause, if
we're lucky enough to live that long.
The
Magic of Menopause
The
unexplainable waves of emotion
as
if I might cry
while
listening to any soft song
or
upon reading a soulful poem
astounds
me.
No
matter how much joy surrounds me
there
is a sadness
and
I enter it,
feel
the fullness of it,
gratitude
and love
for
my life, my husband,
my
new puppy, our home,
cannot
hush this rush of weep.
I
practice the art of letting go,
ponder
the depths
of
love and happiness
as
my hormones
skirt
around
these
impending menopausal years.
I
feel its rapture flirting with my body,
like
edges of a skirt
brushing
against my shins
tickling
me with itchy fabric.
Sometimes
all that I adore
swells
my being
like
fig bread
rising
in an old fashion oven
and
it comforts me knowing
women
before me
have
too have known, and survived,
these
catapulting,
acrobatic,
sometimes confusing pangs
of
feeling
buried
deep inside female hearts.
Thoughts
of a gypsy wagon
feed
my spirit.
I
see myself
drawing
goddess cards for women,
older,
younger, and my age.
We
gaze into the crystal ball
and
we see, together,
the
divine feminine truth.
If
we live long enough
we
will love, we will hurt,
we
will feel doom and gloom,
and
we will know
the
beautiful feeling of love
that
fills each cell,
engulfs
our being,
and
brings the magic of menopause.
~
Krista Katrovas (E-RYT) has dedicated herself to the practice, study and teaching of yoga since discovering it in 1999 after dancing rigorously as a dance major in college. Krista has had scores of articles on Yoga, Wellness, and Spirituality published in nationally regulated magazines. She has a regular column at Elephant Journal here. She has taught Yoga in Prague every July since 2009 and has been sought to teach in Kuwait, Canada, Virginia, California, Kentucky, and Florida. She calls Kalamazoo, Michigan home, where she teaches Yoga, Meditation, offers Spiritual guidance, and practices Shamanism. She has cats, though also loves dogs, all animals. Her power animal is the Snowy Owl. Visit her yoga website here.
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