From the moment I started perceiving plants as live beings, my life changed. They are no longer just "flowers" but mirrors of my inner world, silent teachers, friends. In this story, I share my personal journey to myself through my relationship with plants. As my inner environment healed, not only did they begin to grow, but so did I.
"Every time I walk through the forest, I marvel at how everything in nature is beautiful and perfect. Where else can so much beauty be found? So much variety and perfection? Nature is a place where everything is as it should be. There is a perfect order, though often invisible to us and easily mistaken for total chaos. And yet, when we look closer, when we take the time to observe and explore everything in detail, we find it."
I once had no plants at all. The only flower I carried with me when moving was a Yucca. It was tiny back then; today, it stands as a giant solitaire. Now, I have more than 55 plants in my home. Each one is a being to me, reflecting my inner state. I care for them, repot them, talk to them, and thank them for growing so beautifully.
Plants showed me the path to myself. Through them, I learn to perceive what I truly need. Sometimes, my plants would wither. It was only later that I understood: to care for them, I first had to learn to care for myself. I healed the environment I live in. I began to listen to myself. I started to love myself. And they? They began to grow. And I grew with them.
Once, I made a chrysanthemum wilt in just one day. In a vase full of water, it dried up because I myself was experiencing heartbreak. "Our plants react very sensitively to our emotions, feelings, and moods." They are connected to us more than we can admit.
I also remember the sage. When I moved away from a place where I no longer belonged, it was the sage that was the first to wither. They say, "Where beautiful sage grows, a strong woman lives." And so, even though I had never paid special attention to it, its departure was a clear message to me. When my soul healed, the strength of nature around me returned as well.
For me, plants are not decorations but a part of my story, my journey. If your flowers are wilting, try looking inside first. "Am I happy in this space? Am I giving myself what I truly need?" When we start listening to ourselves, we also start listening to them.
Darja's story is an invitation to a deeper connection with oneself and the nature that surrounds us. Plants are more than just a green backdrop in our lives—they are living mirrors of our emotions, guides, and silent witnesses to transformation. If we open ourselves to them, they can become a bridge back to ourselves. Calmory offers a simple ritual to help you establish an inner connection not only with a plant but also with your own heart.
Choose a plant from your space. Gently touch it, close your eyes, and place your hand on your heart. Ask in your mind, "What do you want to tell me?"
Stay in silence for at least three minutes. Do not expect words—perhaps you will feel warmth, see an image, or simply sense a gentle caress within. Trust whatever comes.