The Feminine urge...to use your Luteal phase to speak up.

Ah the Luteal phase 

The love/hate phase, where shit comes to the surface, old pattern reemerge, our senses heightened and our patience for bull shit is non existent. 

This Autumn energy phase is a great time to leave those hard conversations until we are in a more settled phase like follicular or ovulation,

OR

to use that fiery energy to speak up, set a boundary or call out bullshit. 

I had a great conversation with an old guy at school drop off this morning who ignored the common sense road rules in the school zone. 

I said to him “you can’t do that, you have to go around” waving my arms about as he proceeded to ignore me. 

He said I can hear you and “it’s my first time doing this” 

I said “what driving?!” “Are you not aware of the basic road rules?”

Now if this was a mum I totally would have let it slide, first day back at school, mums have enough on there plates. 

But I wasn’t angry, my nervous system actually felt really settled, 

I just wasn’t willing to stay quiet when someone was creating an unsafe situation.

Afterwards it sparked a great conversation with my kids.

I asked my daughter, “What inner season do you think Mum was in?”

“Autumn.”

“Do you think if I was in my Spring I would have been as frustrated?”

She laughed. “You probably wouldn’t have said anything.”😆

Then we spoke about something even more important, when is it safe to speak up?

Would we challenge a stranger who’s behaving aggressively in public? Probably not, some people are genuinely unsafe.

But was this morning a safe enough environment to use my voice? I believe it was.

Most women have been conditioned to be good girls, to keep the peace, to not make anyone uncomfortable. 

But our cycle gives us opportunities to practice something different and our Luteal isn’t just the phase that points out what’s wrong, it can also be the phase that helps us stop abandoning ourselves.

I felt bloody amazing after that encounter as I usually wouldn’t say anything at all or my voice would shake but I trusted myself, I didn’t let myself shrink, I took up space. 

Maybe it my cycle or maybe it's because I’m getting closer to my 40s, all my 40+ friends keep telling me your tolerance for bullshit drops dramatically- I’m so down for that 🍁

So speak up, even if you hurt an old guys feelings.