Alchemize: A Poem

Shedding old layers, standing in her power, and turning wounds into wisdom—this poem is a celebration of radical transformation. It’s an invitation to embrace play, release what no longer serves, and step into the full glow of your rebirth. Let it remind you that healing is not about perfection, but about alchemizing every experience into the light that fuels your soul.

Transcript

She did the work to take her power back, And felt the freedom from not living in lack. She had no regret for the boundaries she set, Leaving opportunity to remove further lunacy for the things she could not control, She knew their important role. Standing in her power, She would not cower. No one could steal her light. It's so dang bright she could light up the night. But sometimes she needed reminding that her triggers helped with finding, Her healing was left to do, And what medicine she was meant to brew. So she leapt at the chance to embrace her soul in a divine slow dance, Of remembering the way she could elevate through play. The gift of this chapter was to meet life with laughter, Taking the bullshit and transmuting it to good shit. In her glass cocoon, She found there was so much room to decompose and regrow, So her wings could fully glow. She knew it in her bones, No more throwing stones. Now was her time to further alchemize.