Juiced

I am broken open like the pomegranate

bleeding red pearls between your fingers

Zing of sour,

hush of sweet,

the seed that wakes my insides,

a perfect pearl of a pill

Deep red dots make my mouth salivate

The flowers growing from the rind sprout ovaries

This is life

The hearth where it all began

Where you and I and everyone we know were conceived

Where the magic swimmer made it

past the treacherous gate of cervical fertility inspectors

None of us would be here without eros

You wouldn’t be here breathing and laughing and

gazing at the hawk circling the blindingly blue sky

Did you know that when a sperm meets an egg

there is a burst of light as bright as the sun?

This is how your life began

Tell me that’s not a miracle,

holy flash,

meant to be.

You belong here

But, we will all be broken open by this life

Its how it was designed

The pomegranate of our human time was meant to be juiced and

Dripping grapefruit half moons deliver the elixir

only when peeled

Piece by piece

Fiber by fiber

releasing the little burst of citrus in the air

We are as alive as those juicy fruits

I am so excited to announce that I am now offering 1:1 coaching focused on embodiment, sacred intimacy and relationships to support you in opening to love. My sessions are 50% off through the rest of the year and you can learn more and book a free initial conversation to see how this deep exploration of creating and sustaining healthy relationships could serve you at willowbrook.love. Feel free to respond to this email with any questions you might have.

Thank you to my beloved Manny Fassihi for the photos!!!

*Note: Fact check: If you are wondering, there are photos capturing the burst of light when a sperm meets an egg, but I don’t know how bright it actually is! :)