Mar 21, 2020
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in a puddle of red, tears poured from her head she knew what this meant, another…

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in a puddle of red,
tears poured from her head
she knew what this meant,
another month gone by
no new life growing in her
she sang to herself
a lonely lullaby —red – Kayla Countess
#LettersFromKayla
#RealWorldPocahontas
It’s no secret each woman has different feelings when they first notice their time of the month is upon her, the majority of us find ourselves annoyed at the sight of blood,
annoyed at the cramps, mood swings, and ever food craving imaginable coming our way,
some are relieved to see the effectiveness of their birth control,
But so many women out there feel sorrow.
Depression.
Heartache— heartbreak.
Defeated.
So many woman are wondering why, are begging and pleading for fertility. For life.
It’s a blessing to be able to create.
Whether you create life
Art
Music
Love
Food
Whatever it is you create, remember that you are blessed to do it. There are so many other people out there who are desperately wishing and trying to be able to create what you can. 🌸 .

wearing all @aloyoga
#aloyoga #yogaposes #chakrahealing #periodtime #beagoddess

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