I wrote this text on the 20th of June 2024 while I was living out of my van since April 2024. This period was tremendously challenging but also liberating, I had hit absolute rock bottom in April, only a car left & Kymia my beautiful black dragon disguised as a dog. The year of 2023 had been the most difficult & challenging time of my entire Life, culminating into the most radical tower moment I had ever experienced. Despite living out of my van the period of April until July became a potent time of rebirth, rising out of my own ashes anew, as a phoenix.
I leave you with the text now:
I started this life as a seed of love.
My shell was cracked in my childhood & teens in different ways. When I met my First Dog Brownie it cracked enough to produce a tap root. The passing of my father drove the seedling to push upwards towards the sun & strip off its shell by rubbing across the soil in its ascent to emerge. In my twenties things progressed more dynamically. My stem grew strong from the storms of failed relationships. I did not know then, that I would only attract what was meant for me only once I flower. I thought I was a flower who simply did not attract the right pollinators. Only lice, caterpillars, & predators. I did not comprehend that my beloved only appears once I have survived to maturity, so that I may release the scent of my red precious nectar filled flowers.
It took until April 2024, from 1990. This past year, the ending of 3 lives dear to me & one relationship, culminating in the precious moment in which I was all on my own with only Kymia, where she simply with her look & presence began the budding of my flower. For every flower there is an appropriate beloved & pollinator. The flower unlocks herself to the right bee, & the bee is drawn to the appropriate flower by catching her unique perfume his entire being is wired to crave once he comes into contact with it.
In my own flowering, I found myself drawn in mid-flight to a scent I could not ignore. For as I flowered so too, did I emerge out of my wax walled cocoon from larva transmuted to bee, finding myself in actual flight with functioning smell & taste receptors. Flower drawn to Bee & Bee drawn to Flower.
Today is the Day, Kymia decided to grace this world with her soul & presence. 365 days of showering her Blessings with us. The signal & key for my buds to begin opening. The code & recipe initiating what I needed to actuate my flowering. Eternally grateful for her to play such a pivotal role in my metamorphosis. Fitting how she is born on the edge of the solstice, she was the summer sun to my individual treelike soul radiating exactly the right light to begin my summer flowering.
Written by Artin Qiparosa
