I am the life that began in ruin In tumult and terror, a wounded soul did rise. I am the spirit once cloaked in darkness, Bound by trauma, burdened by the most rapturous lies. I am the wound healed, yet still trembling, Echoes of the abused abuser’s desperate cries. I am the spark that flickers at midnight, The truest vibration, aware of its plight. I am the tortured, the troubled, transmuting the weight, Where shadows once whispered of fear and of fate. I now sit in peace be

Alchemy is more than turning lead into gold, it’s the art of transformation. Spagyrics, the alchemy of plants, unite spirit, soul, and body, aligning earthly and cosmic forces. Through separation, purification, and recombination, the plant and you - are reborn. This is Somatic Resonance Alchemy: awakening consciousness through embodiment.