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You can’t rush a plant—and that’s the lesson.
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Even leaves that fall make the ground softer.
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Gentle hit. Nice vibe.
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The garden grows love, not just leaves.
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In nature, I remember to breathe fully.
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Love that. Breathed with it.
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I love the texture of tree bark—like reading Braille written by nature.
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Deep and steady. Really felt.
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A fallen leaf stuck to my boot and I didn’t brush it away. I let it ride with me for a while. Something about its stillness felt like company, like it understood what it meant to hold on loosely. We both kept moving, quietly, without needing to talk about why.
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I needed to read this
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This is not just a comment – it’s a quiet reverence. Wild, quiet, and deeply moving.
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Wide awake. Soft power.
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I’m happiest when surrounded by green things.
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I knelt near a tree whose trunk curved around a boulder, the two locked in quiet resistance. Neither won, and yet both continued to grow. That’s what compromise looks like in the wild—not loss, but adaptation. I want to carry that kind of strength: slow, curved, and committed to coexistence.
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Shivers deep. Words linger.
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I never met a tree I didn’t like.
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The sky was gray, the ground wet, and everything felt heavy—but not in a bad way. More like the kind of weight that keeps you present. That asks you to stay grounded. The kind of day that doesn’t cheer you up, but sits beside you quietly and says, I know.
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On point. Holding this close.
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This hit deeper than I expected. Nature would nod at this quietly.
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And when I was ready, I stood up, not stronger, not wiser—just softer, like the leaves after rain, heavy but still reaching toward light.
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