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Where healing grows wild & the self remembers

The Story Behind The Garden

Every garden begins with a seed, and this one sprouted from a simple longing. I was searching for a place where healing didn’t feel like homework, and self-discovery didn’t demand a flashlight and a minor existential crisis.

I’m Bea, writer, wanderer, and alchemist of the everyday.

This space part portfolio and part dream. It grew out of the questions that kept tugging at my sleeves. It is made from the stories that wouldn’t leave me alone, and the quiet belief that we remember ourselves best when we move gently.

Many of my writings are rough drafts that still carry typos and mishaps. I decided that I didn’t need to show up perfect, I just needed to show up. So, here I am.

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Disclaimer: I, Bea, am not a doctor or mental health professional. The content provided within this website is intended for personal reflection, creative exploration, and supportive guidance. It is not a substitute for professional mental health care, diagnosis, or treatment. Engaging with any of these exercises, prompts, or rituals is done at your own discretion. The practices are meant to inspire inner exploration and personal growth, but they are not a replacement for professional guidance. Always prioritize your safety, well-being, and mental health.