Heartache comes like a thief in the night,
But cannot take what is native and infects what is alien.

Heartache then, perhaps the greatest gift.

An inescapable illumination of all that will no longer serve you.
Heartache is seldom about the other person.

I love that we can harmonise our training and recovery with our menstrual fluctuations, but for me it stands for much more.

My bleed and menstural cycle has been a symbol of immense shame and a gateway to a deep sense of pride and pleasure — This is the very nature of relativity and the gift of polarity.