I’ve been feeling how out of sync we’ve become with the Earth. We’re living by a clock that doesn’t account for that. The calendar tells us it’s time to move on, to reset, to start fresh even when the body is still shedding. Even when something hasn’t finished moving through us yet. We force ourselves to keep pace with a system that was never built for our nervous systems, or for women, or for anything cyclical. The Gregorian calendar is efficient, sure but it’s disconnected from nature, from the Earth, from the way the body actually processes change.
Returning to ourselves is taking time back from systems that replaced rhythm with control.













