Dear Plant Babies

I know I have been less than skilled in being a caretaker for you in the past. But, I am turning over a new leaf (get it?!) and claiming this the year of keeping things alive. 2018 brought me a move back to my beloved San Diego and the good fortune of becoming a homeowner. 2019 is allowing me the time and space to make my house a home including filling it with living, breathing plant life.

The story I have been telling myself about not being good at taking care of plants is just that, a story. But, my black thumb storyline is no longer working for me. Our words have power and my new story is that of a plant priestess who grows all things with ease.

There are so many stories we accept as truth simply because it’s easier, more familiar or we just don’t believe in our own magic.

So, little plant babies, I vow to do my very best. You will get names and kind words, reiki, water and sunshine. I might even sing to you. Because who wouldn’t thrive with all of that love. May I also remember to offer all of this to myself and the other human and animal folks around me.

Please don’t die!

Plantfully yours,

Jesalyn