I experienced the following while at a local garden center. (Hang with me…I’ve an important point to make.)
Two women paused between rows of brightly colored flowers. A conversation ensued.
Woman #1 said, “Oh, look at the beautiful flowers! So pretty!”
Woman #2 answered, “They hold nothing for me.”
Somewhat taken aback, Woman #1 said, “Don’t look at them as just flowers…see them as color…beautiful, bright, bold colors that excite the eyes!”
Woman #2: “They make my eyes hurt!”
Woman #1 paused and looked at her companion before replying. “They may hold nothing for you, but they hold everything for me. And, they speak of life and the joy of living, of hope and love, of growth and change. The colors…they make me happy…make my eyes dance and my heart smile.”
Woman #2: “Bah – make you happy, make your eyes dance and your heart smile? They would die like all things die and then what would you have?”
Woman #1: “I would have the hope of renewal come Spring.”
Woman #2: “Hope? Hope is dead…as dead as those flowers will be when Winter’s freeze kills them.”
Woman #1 reached out to touch the yellow blossom before her, and said, “You’re probably right. I doubt they would survive the winter freezes, and I don’t have time to give them the care they would need.”
Woman #2: “Now you’re talking sense.”
It’s so sad that one’s words and attitude can infect another so quickly and so profoundly.
Let’s tweak that conversation just a bit and place it on the feminine hygiene aisle. Perhaps it will remind you of a similar conversation you’ve participated in.
Woman #1 said, “Oh, look at all the different colors and product options! So pretty, and so many!”
Woman #2 answered, “You’re kidding right? This stuff excites you?”
Woman #1, somewhat taken aback, said, “Yeah, doesn’t it you? I love my period and I like trying different menstrual products. I learn so much about myself and my flow experience.”
Woman #2: “Um…no. In fact, I find it rather embarrassing to be standing here talking about all this. Periods are private and there’s certainly nothing good about them. They hold nothing good for me…just pain, irritation, and embarrassment. I’ll be glad when menopause comes.”
Woman #1 paused and looked at her companion before replying. “They may hold nothing for you, but they hold everything for me. And, they speak of life and joy, of growth and change, of flowing and the cycle of life. The colors…they make me happy…make my eyes dance and my heart smile.”
Woman #2: “Excited about period products? Ha! They are just something to use and throw away – a waste of money really, and totally nasty. At the end of a week, what do you have? Nothing but a pile of smelly trash.”
Woman #1: “I have joy in flowing and in embracing every part of my period…of my cycle…of myself. I have the satisfaction of being self aware and comfortable with who I am. It’s not nasty. There’s nothing nasty about it. It’s normal.”
Woman #2: “Joy in flowing? Embracing your cycle? What…are you weird or something? Periods aren’t something to enjoy…they are something to endure and live between. And, these colorful period products…they’re colorful for a reason, you know. They want your money and don’t give a care about you or your period.”
Woman #1 reached out to touch the yellow box before her, and said, “You’re probably right. I guess I do sound a bit odd, when I stop and think of it. I’ll just get a box of tampons and….”
Woman #2: “Now you’re talking sense.”
Be careful. Our words and attitudes infect others – and usually it’s those closest to us…those we care about the most.
- Be period wise – especially when talking with girls, tweens, and teens.
- Be period positive and encourage others to embrace themselves – their cycles – their periods.
If you saw yourself in Woman #2, please find healing before you infect others around you.
If you don’t know where to turn or how to find help and healing, drop me an email and let’s see if we can get you headed in a healthier direction.