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Tidal Call

 By Bethany Webster

Drops of blood into water

She watches the slow dark lines

Billow and squiggle as they fall.

Thin lines expand outward

In a slow, verticle drop

Revealing striations and curves in the clear space.

Gravity pulls down the ancient thread back towards

The earth’s molten core

Like a nostalgic memory it wants to relive

An intensified longing for reunion

The moon’s call is so strong that it lifts the water

From the earth, pulling waves toward it in space.

The waves respond, temporarily resisting gravity’s beckoning

And reach into the air to the silver orb.

The tension between earth and moon moves the oceans in a silent harmonious chord.

The oceans and women’s bodies know the same tidal call

Know the same tension that lifts and pulls

That suspends and plummets.

A timeless mystery that is present in all places when

Something stirs inside a silent egg.

© 2012 Bethany Webster

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Womb of Light: Conscious Menstruation as a portal for evolution

By Bethany Webster

This is an excerpt from Bethany’s upcoming book of the same name. About the book and its message, she says that  “Menstruation is a powerful time in which women can harness their true power; a power the world desperately needs right now…the power of vulnerability, which comes from the courage to feel what we fear may destroy us.”

Menstruation, that monthly bleeding that all women share, unites us no matter what else sets us apart. At any one time on this planet, millions of women are bleeding. Conscious menstruation refers to the profound awakening that is possible when we embrace our monthly bleeding with deep awareness and self-love. Menstruation is a powerful portal for women to enter into conscious union with Life itself, as the Lifeforce is flowing through us every month and our bodies tune in with the cosmos.

The current dis-ease of our planet is due to an underlying belief in separation. The healing of separation is possible by cultivating a deep, authentic relationship with ourselves and with all of Life. As women we have the ability to give birth to form, whether it be babies, projects, organizations, ideas and beyond. As beings who physically hold space for the unmanifested to manifest, we walk between worlds and are natural healers. Opening to the power of our menstrual cycle opens us up to the deeper mysteries of our own lives and deeper yet into the mystery of the one life that permeates all lifeforms.

Menstruating with mindfulness and love, we take steps closer to ourselves and to a deeper way of living; a way that is more in tune with and more accurately reflects our deeper truths and our authentic selves. It is a path of great courage for it requires us to ultimately face the death of what is false in us and to midwife the birth of the real; to step into our full power and the deep responsibility that it brings.

Consciously embracing our menstruation asks us to break some taboos in our culture, namely the taboo of rest and the taboo of abundance. There are unspoken rules that we must not rest or take our time, especially for the purpose of knowing and caring for ourselves. There is also an unspoken rule that we must not acknowledge the abundance already present in our lives. Instead we are conditioned to see lack and insufficiency, causing us to rush about seeking more possessions and achievements. As we break these taboos by resting deeply and acknowledging our inner and outer abundance we gradually come to a still point within, a luminous, aware presence that is our true Self.

The willingness to surrender to the love within and allow it to destroy all that we cling to is the death of the dysfunctional ego and the next step in our evolution. This is the willingness to let our small selves be destroyed by love, a love so big that it shatters who we thought we were, birthing us into something so vast, our minds cannot fathom it.  This is the willingness to open radically to our moment-to-moment experience, surrendering all that we think we know and admitting that we do not know. It is consciously stepping into the Unknown. The wisdom of surrender is what the world is resisting. This resistance is driving us to extinction. Women’s bodies know surrender at the deepest level and so they are the healers and leaders of this time.

Conscious menstruation is seeing oneself as a microcosm of the whole and seeing oneself as the Source. For women every period can be a time of release and renewal, of self-awareness and deep transformation.  In this way, women are stepping forward, bringing humanity home to the heart, to the indestructible innocence, sacredness and simplicity of Being.

© 2012 Bethany Webster

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The Red Line

By Bethany Webster

In my blood there is poetry

In my blood are ancient stories

You are there, too, my sister

The red line all the way back to the beginning

A red thread I hold onto for days every month

A red path that appears beneath my feet

A red echo I hear through my inner yearning

My punctuated flow is the steady tempo of a drumbeat

That life plays through me

The drumbeat that is played in the bodies of women

Across the planet

The drumbeat of all of us bleeding is the heartbeat of the earth

We are Gaia’s heart in perfect timing with the tides

That keep the earth turning

Woman, we must rise up

Removing the veil of shame

We are ancient

We who trace the red line

We who hold the red thread

We are She in whom courses the river of humanity
As sacred as the highest temple

The holiest of chalices

The spiraling path of birth and death

The womb is a cradle of both

We are a gate between worlds

© 2012 Bethany Webster


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Turning and Returning: The Foliage of the Heart

By Bethany Webster

I took a walk today and beautiful colored leaves covered the sidewalk. I looked around and saw trees glowing with colors of gold, deep red and orange. It struck me how beautiful it is that the leaves transform right before they die. Right when they are about to let go of the life they’ve lived for several months. The leaves survived the spring and summer, through many storms, wind, sun and rain. They’ve held on through so much and are now somewhat threadbare and tired looking. And right when they are about to be dropped and destroyed, they transform into a brilliant beauty. There is something so wise and beautiful in this. It speaks to the transformative, mysterious power of surrender.

When we are tired of resisting and trying to control life, when we are tired of pretending and striving, we start to surrender and let go, either consciously with intention to do so, or just from sheer exhaustion and overwhelm. We start to desire the deep rest and effortlessness of authenticity and the natural ease that comes from feeling held and supported.

There is magic in the way that as a leaf slowly falls, it is held and seemingly cradled until it finally rests on the earth.  It can be so soothing to watch a leaf fall slowly and gently to the ground, carried on the wind to a final place of stillness. On a deep level we all desire to release the rigid control that we’ve been conditioned to believe we must have on life. So often we fear that if we let go and lessen our grip on our life situation, that everything will fall apart immediately. This is not so. We are supported and loved beyond measure, but we can’t truly know this in our bones until we actually begin to let go and see what happens.

Letting go can mean many things to many people. Only you can know what it means to you. It could mean letting go of stress, of worry, or inhuman standards for yourself. Letting go could also mean simply slowing down the pace of your day, or reducing the clutter of your schedule or your living space.  A willingness to let go implies we’re done trying to hold everything together perfectly and are ready to be held by Life itself. We’re ready for life, a higher power, to take the wheel because we can no longer pretend that we have all the answers.  At this moment, we may feel totally defeated, exhausted or depressed. But I believe this is the moment when the inner leaves start to change within us and transform into a radiance our minds cannot fathom. It’s the beginning of an organic process leading back to the center of our being, to our natural state of unity with life.

As I walked down the street, I noticed that the some of the leaves had just fallen and were still firm, colorful and crisp. Other leaves looked like they had fallen weeks ago, which were colorless, damp and dissolving. Some leaves had already been reduced to pure mush and would soon go back to being undefined dirt, no longer recognizable as ever having been a colorful leaf that survived several seasons. As I walked over the leaves, I saw that they were being slowly pulverized under the weight of my boots.

After the initial relief and rest of letting go, we can come to a place of stillness and think that this relief is the endpoint. Yet, a pulverizing, or shedding process will ensue once we’ve rested on the ground of our being for a while. This is the point when people often think that something has gone wrong, that somewhere along the line, they failed, perhaps not letting go “correctly” or deeply enough. This is not the case, although it can seem to be that way. The pulverizing is a purging process in which after deeply letting go, anything that is not in alignment with the deep truth of your being will come to the surface to be faced and released. This includes ideas, beliefs and patterns that we have become attached to and have identified with, that had served only to maintain our defenses against painful emotions or the deeper truths we were not ready to face. This is a phase that, while it can certainly be postponed, it cannot be avoided, and ultimately the intensity and duration is different for everyone.

In a nutshell, after we surrender and let go, life asks us to let go of all that we are not, in order to become who we truly are.  This is a very holy, sacred time of distilling into our true identity as conscious spirit, life itself in physical form. We die as a leaf and dissolve, returning to the earth from which we initially came.

When we are in the process of letting go even deeper into Being, persevering through our shedding process, we start to have glimpses of our true nature, which is divine, untouched and ever-present. We see that we are indeed held and have always been held. If we stay true to the simplicity and ever deepening free-fall of surrender, the possibility opens up for us to directly experience ourselves as the One, the indestructible spirit that animates and lives within the heart of all Life. Our lives transform, our motivations change, fears lessen, thoughts are observed with gentleness. We embrace Life, living from a raw openness, simplicity and radical honesty.

Now the impulses of life move through us easily and we intuitively respond. We see our innate oneness with life. Circumstances change, inspiration sparks, insights flow into us, we feel drawn to once again take form, whether it’s a new life direction, a new project, or a new way to fold the laundry. Yet this desire to take a new form is not fueled by the belief that we have to achieve, obtain something or “be somebody.” It’s simply for the moment-to-moment joy of life itself! While simultaneously creating new forms, and dying as others, all the while, you consciously know your Self as the pure, untouched awareness, ever-present and intimate with itself. You are the fabric of life. You are Love.

© 2012 Bethany Webster


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