Healing Isn't A Spa Day. It's Gardening

Healing isn’t a Spa Day. It’s Gardening. So many people come to healing work expecting it to feel like a spa day — relaxing, soothing, and serene. But the kind of transformation I guide clients through? It’s not a spa day. It’s gardening. And not the glossy kind you see in lifestyle magazines. I’m talking about the gritty, knees-in-the-dirt kind of gardening. Where you sweat. Where you dig deep. Where your hands come up full of roots that have been choking the life out of your soil for generations. You don’t just plant pretty seeds and hope. You clear. You compost. You unearth the invasive roots that keep growing back no matter how beautiful the surface looks. That’s how self-sabotage works. That’s how ancestral patterns work. They live beneath the surface. And if you don’t go down and get your hands in it, they keep stealing your light, your energy, your dreams. But here’s the thing no one tells you: Once the soil is cleared, your garden becomes sacred ground. Things grow there that never had the chance before. Joy. Voice. Boundaries. Love. Worth. Soul work. You learn how to tend your inner world with reverence — not perfection. And the harvest is yours. Not borrowed. Not performed. Yours. So if your healing hasn’t “felt good” lately… maybe it’s not supposed to. Maybe you’re just finally doing the real work. Knees in the dirt. Soul in the game. And my friend — that’s holy. 🌿