Hello! How are you? What are your current happiness goals? What is working for you? What needs some tweaking?
One thing that’s working for me is adding more plants to the inside of my home. After a long, cold Michigan winter, I began to realize that there felt like a slight lack of “life” under the blanket of snow. When my dog passed away in March, I have to admit that I felt a void of life inside our house. Life left our house, and I felt like some needed to enter.
What do I do when I’m uncomfortable? I read. Sometimes feeling like I’m educating myself makes the discomfort feel like it has meaning. So, what did I do when overcome with grief about our loss? I began reading about how to handle grief when losing a pet. I read and read and read, and perhaps the most helpful advice I found was to find a way to reconnect with nature. It said that when we can reconnect with nature, it becomes easier to see that death is natural and also a necessary part of life — that death is not just some big, terrible, bad thing, but rather quite normal, important and happening on a daily basis with good reason.
I spent a lot of time looking outside, noticing how plants and animals and humans all go through an actual life cycle. It was helpful. I felt an almost immediate need to move the plants I already owned into spaces where I would see them more, and to begin bringing new plants into my home as well.
I don’t have the greenest of thumbs, so I was mindful of selecting plants that are pretty easy to keep alive (read: succulents), and containers that I find equally beautiful. Check out the mini fern above in that beautiful coffee mug!
And this tiny succulent in a dainty glass creamer container. It’s not just new life in the house, but a new life for the vintage container as well!
There’s something grounding about plants. Dirt. Rocks. Roots. Light. Water. Air. It’s just so solid and secure.
I was once asked in a job interview, and there was no possible way to prepare for this question, “If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?” This was off the wall and felt somewhat inappropriate for a job interview, but I took a stab at it. But before I tell you what tree I would be, I have to ask: If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be? And why?
What makes you feel grounded? What soothes you in times of grief? What brings new life into your home? I’d love to hear.