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Mounted on Sölk Marble · Height: 36cm · Porcelain · Crystal Glaze · 24ct Gold · Silver Leaf
Fire is the element that transforms most immediately.
Water, air, and earth dissolve what they take in slowly, gradually.
Fire consumes it whole. T
his is why fire has always accompanied the great thresholds...
initiation, birth, death, solstice.
The moments where one life ends and another begins.
We carry all elements within us. And of all of them, fire is the one we are most afraid to live.
Unlived fire does not disappear.
It turns inward....
becomes restlessness, sleeplessness, a body that aches without knowing why, a mind that cannot focus because its energy has nowhere to go.
We mistake this for disorder.
But it is not.
It is fire that has not been given permission to burn.
Fire that is channelled, which means fire that is lived, becomes something else entirely.
It becomes drive without aggression.
Focus without rigidity.
The fierce, clear joy of being fully alive in a body that knows what it wants and is not ashamed of wanting it.
It becomes the capacity to feel ecstasy and freedom without losing yourself inside them.
Poppy reminds us of this.
The Poppy flower grows where everything has burned....
in scorched fields, in broken earth, in the places no other flower dares to root.
It does not wait for permission.
It blooms like a declaration. Not gently. Not politely. With the full, unapologetic fire of something that has learned the secret: that the harshest ground often grows the most vivid life.
Poppy wants you to create a sacred perimeter around what matters most.
The quiet, unmistakable line that says...
This is where I begin.
Not with anger.
Not with explanation.
But with the calm certainty of someone who has learned that protecting your own flame is not selfish. Rather it becomes most necessary and healthy thing you will ever do.
To live with this piece is to live with a reminder that your fire is not dangerous. It is not too much. It was never the problem. The problem was every moment you dimmed it to make someone else comfortable. The problem was every time you swallowed the flame to keep the peace.
Your fire wants to be lived. Fully, without apology, without containment.
And the boundaries it creates are not separation from the world, they stand for the very thing that allows you to meet the world without losing yourself inside it.
