Pruning Season: Letting Go Without Losing Yourself
There’s a moment in every garden when beauty turns crowded.
The leaves overlap, vines twist into knots, and what once grew freely starts competing for space and sunlight. That’s when a real gardener reaches for the pruning shears not because she doesn’t love what’s grown, but because she knows love without boundaries becomes overgrowth.
Gardening Maintenance
Growth doesn’t typically happen in comfort. It occurs in the soil of discomfort, through seasons that test your patience, resilience, and faith. Just like a flower can’t thrive if you refuse to get your hands dirty, you can’t bloom if you keep avoiding what needs tending.
The Weed Called Avoidance
Avoidance is the most deceptive gardener. It promises protection (“If I don’t look at it, I won’t feel it.”), but in truth, avoidance is a weed. It grows quietly, spreading its roots beneath the surface of your mind and heart, choking out new growth before it even begins.
Tend To Your Garden
Sometimes it feels like life is happening to us. We’ll stub our toe, break a nail, get cut off in traffic, or someone refuses to hold an elevator despite our hustle. If we’re not careful, we will take personal offense to happenstance, internalizing these inconveniences and counting them as another score of personal hardships. There goes another drop (or two) in the bucket. Everything feels like a lesson learned or worse. It’s another dreaded, “You should have known better” or “I told you so”. Those are the phrases that haunt the people who have been let down too often. We strive to find the good, but opt for realism to maintain our sanity. “I’m not a pessimist. I’m a realist,” we say. What we don’t realize is that we’ve activated defensive pessimism. It becomes our battle cry, placated disposition, and ultimately the coping mechanism of choice.
Welcome to The Watering Room
Every flower needs water. Every soul needs a place to be poured into.
The Watering Room is that place. A space where the thirst of healing can finally be quenched. This is more than a blog. It’s a sanctuary, a greenhouse for the soul, a room where WallFlowers are not overlooked but invited to bloom. Here, we honor quiet strength, hidden beauty, and the courage it takes to grow in spaces that weren’t designed to notice you.