White pineapples are popping up all over our yard, toppling over with the weight of their own spines, sweet juices and fierce crown of thorns. It takes three to seven years for a pineapple to reach maturity, so it feels quite decadent to slice them up after our two month tenure in the tree house.
New pineapple plants can be started by simply planting the sharp green crown. An image keeps popping up in my mind of Athena springing fully formed from the head of Zuess. There is the pineapple regenerating itself through it's head, like a god, and me with those juices dripping down my chin. What blessings I've enjoyed in this sacred place.
I feel myself vibrating with life in this moment of transition- more so than in any of the many moves I've made before. Is that because of what I've learned here? The changes in myself? Growing older? The excitement of having another challenge at last? The light seems to glitter on every leaf and mossy rock and wave as I walk up and down the side of this volcano. I feel holiness in every sharp spike and slurpy bite of this delicious plant. Savoring it all with a bittersweet delight.
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