Celestial Gardens Natural Healing

11/06/2025

Thank you to for sharing uplifting wisdom and positivity. 💜

11/06/2025

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11/06/2025

⭐️💫 .kenny ❤️

11/04/2025

11/04/2025

Earthfur and Treecloak.

There’s something in moss that halts me mid step.
Not just green, but an ancient green, breathing, patient, alive.
It clings to stone, carpets fallen logs, climbs tree trunks like a slow, living tide.

We call it earthfur, the land’s soft hair, draped over quiet places, up bark, across stones, along forgotten paths. Even in shadow, it glimmers. Verdant. Vital.

But when it climbs trunks, winds around roots, or drapes a tree in deep green, it becomes treecloak, a garment of shade dwelling life, worn by the woodland itself.

People strip it away without thought. But I can't look away. There is a quiet persistence in moss: no roots, no flowers, no ceremony. Just green. Just presence. Just life. It blooms without bloom, sending spores silently into the damp air, rising through bark like the forest remembering itself.

Let it grow. Let it linger.
-Woodlarking

11/04/2025

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~Citrine~
Image credit Thewitchclubcreations

11/04/2025

11/04/2025

No idea…just here for the ride! 🤣🦄🐸