The Alchemist

Last night drenched in love and support as I step forward into 27 years on this earth.
A feast of roots and futures
For all my people are amazing cooks
My loved ones of many cultures gathered in one circle nourished with delicious food cheffed up
Ten bouquets and orchids gifted, bloomed and adorned with me.
So many kisses, my lipstick vanished
Wine poured, games played, the children ran
strangers becoming friends,
friends becoming family.
The spiritual and material bridged together in celebration.
27 is my year of the embodiment of growth, completion, and service. A 9 year of art as offering, of community as wealth.

I made a fruit spread as an altar
red, purple, and green grapes,
apricots dried like golden suns,
sprigs of rosemary,
blueberries, strawberries, cherries, and figs
Intentionally arranged on a black plate painted with flowers.

It tells the story abundance carried forward,
Love that deepens,
Wisdom preserved,
Creativity that blooms in the fertile void.

This platter of fruit,the cake adorned with peaches and marigold, the dinner spread along with the people surrounding me was a mirror of my life,
an offering to my ancestors,
and a feast for futures yet to come.

Thank you for feeding me,
for blooming with me,
Thank you for loving me
And for dancing this threshold into being
My love for you had no bounds