Medicine for the soul: Gardening + sunset.

Since I got my first cactus, I started to realize how well the simple fact of "having" him made me. After a while, I began to take care of him with the hope of remembering that by cultivating a garden we undeniably cultivate ourselves. After my second cactus, I knew I needed more. Luckily for me, a friend of mine needed a hand with her plants in the matter of gardening, so we worked a bit under a stunning sunset that made everything look softer.. And wow, how I felt after that!

It's worth saying that gardening not only reconnects us with the primary state -thanks to actions such as putting our hands on the ground, contemplating the unfolding of natural rhythms, and fine-tuning our sensoriality through aromatic or tactile stimuli- but also it entails a highly aesthetic experience, which demands subtlety, creativity and a lot of patience. In short, when talking about gardening we are describing an activity that, like few others, is related to a microworld full of virtues: contemplation, creativity, temperance, inspiration and, why not, autonomy

Sunsets are frequently adopted together to remind the cyclical nature of anything. It’s a unique event, that is repeated but never in the same way at the next day. Sunsets would never be same, no matter what, they just change. We could say there’s a little bit of human nature on them.. Or maybe some sunsets nature in us?