A single flower is beautiful.
But a flower in a garden… now that’s a whole different level of beauty.
A garden is a community. Simple as that.

A garden gives you things a lonely flower could never have:
more color, more context, more protection from the wind.
And of course, more visitors:
some pollinate… others just make a mess.

Today, I want to talk especially about the pollinators.

You know that old saying, “One swallow doesn’t make a summer”?
Well, one flower doesn’t make a garden either.

It’s impressive how much richer your life becomes when you’re part of a community.
Suddenly, you get new perspectives, new conversations, new friendships, new challenges.
Just by having more people in your world, your world becomes larger.

But — and here’s the slightly annoying part —
not everything that lands in your garden is there to help.
Some are pollinators.
Others… are emotional pests.

And just like in the story, where the beetle spread lies that made the whole garden sick ,
sometimes all it takes is one toxic voice to distort your sense of worth.

That’s why I love Psalm 139 so much.
“I am fearfully and wonderfully made.”
There is something deeply freeing about remembering that our existence isn’t accidental:
it’s intentional, loving, unique.

Just as in the Garden, where every flower was created perfectly before the beetle began lying to them ,
we, too, carry an identity that comes before any outside opinion.

And this is where the right community comes in.
Pollinators are the people who push you toward your purpose,
who blow courage into your doubts,
who remind you of the truth when the world shouts lies.

They squeeze you a little — but only so you can bloom.

As for the pests…
Well, I’ll save those for another week.
Today, I want to remind you to surround yourself with those who nourish your soul.
And to teach your children to do the same.

Because if they know they were formed in a fearfully wonderful way,
they’ll easily recognize who is there to pollinate —
and who is just there to chew on the petals.

Botanical Moral of the Week:

"A garden doesn’t bloom alone. It blooms with those who surround it.
Choose your pollinators with wisely and love."

Text: Priscila Sotana - Incredibubble

From the series "Truths of the Garden"