A whisper to the Forest

Thelma Musanhu
Posted October 3, 2019

 

For every girl who yearns to speak, find your voice and break the taboos

She clutches her belly as her knees hit the ground, a moment expected has caught up with her. The skin on her face can never lie, it is surely her time again. Nature sends her regards, it comes bearing shame as her dignity is tested again and again. Flow after flow, her confidence drowns in each drop, dragging her to a dark place where her kind lament in silence. She is reminded that the “Moon”, “Aunt flow” “PP” will tear apart all she has working hard for.

She drifts away to a solitary place, traveling through changes. Only her mind and dignity must embark on a journey, just for a while her endurance is tested. Four days of shame and rejection is all it takes but, can it be all, surely none of her time must be lost to nature. She sees beauty while they see the disgust in the thick crimson flow, her period has come.

Her heart cries out loud from within the frame of her chest while her body speaks of her yearning, a yearning to utter a word about the flow, yet, no word is heard from her lips. The pounding heart cannot be contained any longer, she must speak. “Break your silence”, whispers the wind, “The trees will hear”.  Never have her kind, those who bleed her flow spoken about this moment, they have become the keepers of the tradition, a tradition that she despises with all her heart.

A day has found more hours, endless and hopeless with no one to rescue her dying dreams.  “It’s now or never”, she wraps a cloth and wanders to the forest. The trees are awaiting her arrival; they have always been waiting for those who will speak a word swaying in support of her decision as the wind blows gently against the branches. She breaks out, a voice is heard on her lips “I am on my Period” she whispers gently. The trees sway as if in agreement with her first word. She raises her voice to utter the yearning of her hear “I am on my period”.

The trees have listened and swayed in support, her kind too, will listen. She will utter the first words, a cry for help. Her desire to speak has burst into a song she must tell to all who can hear. Silence has shattered, she will speak, this time a whisper will become a voice, breaking the culture. She must rise up and speak, even the forest has swayed in her favour.

Young girls, women of tomorrow, you must find your voice and speak about your period. You have been sealed in silence for many generations. Never hide your period, discuss menstruation with your friend. Ask for help when in need. You must break the silence, one day at a time, someone will hear your plea. Your menstruation is your beautiful melody, only your body celebrates in its way, find your voice!!!

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maeann
Oct 03
Oct 03

Hi Thelma,
Good day! How are you?
I like what you say and I quote: "your menstruation is your beautiful melody"

Just like a song when you sing it beautifully same with how you openly speak about the beauty of period.

Thelma Musanhu
Oct 04
Oct 04

Hey meann thanks a lot, I think one of the most important gifts we could ever give to our girls is the freedom to speak, I mean, to ask when in need and not be afraid. If we continue instilling fear in young girls about something so natural as menstruation then we have played a part in their downfall. Let's give these girls a voice to speak

Tarke Edith
Oct 03
Oct 03

Hello Thelma
That is natural and it is very important in life.
She must come weather you are prepared or not she will keep coming.
Thanks for sharing.
Have a great day.

Thelma Musanhu
Oct 04
Oct 04

Thank you for your comment Edith, we are building momentum for this great movement. Our girls will speak again.

Anita Shrestha
Oct 03
Oct 03

HI
Thank you very much for sharing.

Thelma Musanhu
Oct 04
Oct 04

Thanks Anita

Lisbeth
Oct 03
Oct 03

Dear Thelma,
You are welcome back! We missed you in action. I hope you are doing very great? I am not doing bad either.
Yes we must speak up and find our voice. Why must we be silent when nature is in support of our speaking up...
So amazing post dear. I will honestly loved to read more of your stories and post.
Have a lovely weekend.
Regards

Thelma Musanhu
Oct 04
Oct 04

Thanks a lot Lisbeth, I m glad you loved the story, I will be sure to post more inspiring stories from time to time. In the meantime, please do join us and educate a girl about MHM and give her the voice to break the silence

Lisbeth
Oct 04
Oct 04

I am already into MHM :-)
Thanks for the request. Have a great weekend

Thelma Musanhu
Oct 04
Oct 04

Wishing you the same

Hello, Thelma,

What a gifted, poetic writer you are! Wow, I enjoy reading your post especially this, “Her desire to speak has burst into a song she must tell to all who can hear. Silence has shattered, she will speak, this time a whisper will become a voice, breaking the culture. She must rise up and speak, even the forest has swayed in her favour.” POWERFUL!

Please keep on writing!
Thank you for sharing this piece to us. Yes, let girls break taboos!

Thelma Musanhu
Oct 04
Oct 04

Thanks a lot, Karen, I want to use the power of words to ensure that girls will get the help they need. I am so certain that this campaign will become the biggest giving initiative in the history of teen empowerment.

You’re welcome, sister. You used it well! Bravo! Yes, I agree. Keep up the great work!

ANJ ANA
Oct 05
Oct 05

Dear Thelma,
what a motivational piece is this. I loved the way you urge to celebrate the period in its louder and clearer vioce. Keep it up my sister and keep inspiring.
love and regards,
anjana

Tamarack Verrall
Oct 05
Oct 05

Dear Thelma,
What a wonderful photo of girls jumping for joy. And what a powerful story on the connection we have to nature as women, and of this visit to speak with the trees in the magical time of bleeding. I share your love and understanding of trees and their offering connections to us, made available by just visiting them.