11/07/2025
I love planting seeds.
Tiny, wild, delicate, stubborn.
As a child, I’d watch my grandparents save seeds on the windowsill, drying patiently through winter, ready to be sown in spring.
That memory still guides me.
Each seed holds a mystery, what it might become.
Each one needs something unique to thrive.
I love watching my plants grow… how they stretch, twist, bloom, how they evolve.
And I’ve learned something powerful:
🌱 Soil (Earth): Too dense, and the seed suffocates. Too rich, and it burns.
💧 Water: Too much rots. Too little withers.
🌬️ Air: Plants need CO₂, but balance is key.
☀️ Fire (Light): Some need heat or even burning to awaken. Most need darkness before emerging.
🌑 And the seeds that don’t grow?
They become compost, fuel for new life.
Nothing is wasted. Not even failure.
✨ Every seed has potential.
But it needs the right conditions to awaken.
This is why I love my work.
When someone comes to me, I see them as a seed, full of possibility.
My role isn’t to fix or force.
It’s to understand the soil, the season, the support needed.
To hold space. To honour the sacred process of rooting and rising.
🌿 I offer my time to chat, connect, explore, and strategise.
I’m not the right gardener for every seed, and that’s okay.
Some plants simply don’t belong in the same soil.
Sacred work requires alignment, shadow work, and the willingness to grow.
And if my windowsill isn’t your place, there are other forests.
But if you do feel the pull…
📥 Let’s explore whether our mix of seeds, pots, and nurture is aligned.
Come spend 20 minutes with me.
You might float to another garden.
Or you might just find the perfect place to sprout, root, and blossom.
💬 Book your free 20-min chat here:
https://app.usemotion.com/meet/info-m8lb/Fed
