🌿 What Is Healing?

I’m a plant Mom again. I didn’t realize I was sensitive about it until I sent one of my relatives pictures of my plants.

‘Ella Fitzgerald, Billie Holiday’ — The National Museum Of African American History and Culture Washington (DC) 2017

She didn’t say anything. 😕 I got in my feelings.

“I comment on pictures and videos of her child”. 😥 🙂 

So yes. I’m a plant Mom again and I am sensitive about my children. 

Healing is not a checklist.
It’s not a five-step plan.
It’s not something you finish like folding laundry or writing a paper.

Healing is a garden.
And gardens don’t bloom just because you want them to.
They bloom because you return to them—again and again—with tenderness, patience, and faith.

🌱 In the Beginning…

When you first begin to heal, it may look like nothing is happening.
It may feel like everything is getting worse.
That’s because healing often begins underground—in the dark, messy soil where roots are forming.

You’re not behind.
You’re not failing.
You are preparing the ground.

Sometimes, the act of surviving scorches the earth.
What was planted long ago—your joy, your boundaries, your dreams—may have been trampled or uprooted.
But healing is when you return with new seeds.

You say: “This time, I plant for me.”

🌼 You Don’t Have to Bloom Every Day

Some days you will grow.
Some days you will rest.
Some days you will just sit in the dirt and breathe.

That, too, is healing.

Rain will come. Some storms you’ll expect. Some will knock you flat.
But little by little, what you planted will rise again.
Not because the weather changed—
but because you did.

🌻 The Signs Are Quiet but Real

You’ll know you’re healing when:

• You say “no” and don’t explain.

• You rest without guilt.

• You remember what you survived and choose to love yourself anyway.

• You stop chasing people who keep uprooting your peace.

• You protect your own softness like something holy.

Healing is not perfect.
It is sacred.
It is a relationship between your past, your present, and the future you’re still learning to believe in.

🌙 A Word to the Woman in Her Winter

If you’re in a season where nothing feels like it’s growing, please don’t despair.
Even winter is part of the garden.

Stillness is not failure.
Dormancy is not death.
You are resting for a reason.

And when you are ready—when your time comes—
you will rise.

🌷 Affirmations for the Healing Journey

• I do not have to rush what is sacred.

• I am growing even when no one sees it.

• I am not broken—I am becoming.

• I am allowed to rest in the middle of my becoming.

• I trust the garden of me to bloom in its time.

• Healing is not a place I arrive at. It is a life I build.

You, dear Survivor, are the soil, the seed, the sun, and the storm.
You are not behind.
You are becoming.
You are blooming.