I shared the story over on Instagram a few months ago about my own personal journey with plants. From being a complete hazard to them, even managed to kill cactuses, skills, I know. To now having over eighty plants.
But they are so much more than just good looks…
At first, I bought these plants simply as decorating pieces, to warm up my new (and slight empty) home.
Then I started to notice how my mood started changing. I started to slow down. Felt more present.
The past couple of years, with the divorce and what I had been through in my marriage, had made me a little bit of a scatterbrain and I couldn’t really recognize myself.
I’ve always been really good with sitting still and being in the moment but after the trauma, my anxiety made all of it hard for me. I was either reliving the past or overwhelmed and freaked out about what was going to happen in the future. Constantly worrying about the uncontrollable and never really in the moment.