Activating patience, celebrating tiny wins, and laughing at unexpected chaos in my first micro-garden. This micro-garden started as a sudden idea—one of those bursts of curiosity (and a little OCD energy). Looking back, I can see it was also kind of intuitive. I didn’t plan it around any big emotional intention, but it ended up being exactly what I needed. Before an emotional breakthrough I wrote about in a previous post, I was just looking for something tangible to focus on. Gardening, even on a tiny scale, became that grounding thing in my life—and a surprisingly fun one. I went all in—books, Pinterest boards , YouTube tutorials, and a daily journal—but what made it meaningful was how it mirrored what I was learning emotionally: slowing down, letting go, and celebrating what actually grows instead of imagining a bountiful farm in my living room. Pruning, transplanting, and watching things develop taught me patience and occasionally had me laughing at myself—and at the plants. 🌱The ...