When Was the Last Time You Really Felt Good?

I mean truly good—belly-laughing, soul-sighing, heart-smiling kind of good.

How are you sleeping these days? Like a baby… or not so much?

I often talk about flowers and herbs here—serums, oils, shimmery balms. I flirt with blooms and share that joy in hopes that just one soul pauses to smell the roses.

Maybe even picks some.
Maybe makes tea.

But underneath all of that, my true goal is simple: to remind us—myself included—that feeling good isn’t frivolous. It’s everything. How we feel shapes how we live. It’s our truest freedom, our greatest power.

At first, choosing joy might feel foreign. We’ve been trained to focus on problems. We argue for our limitations. We’re so used to the struggle that joy feels like a rare guest instead of a permanent resident.

We shouldn’t settle for feeling lousy. Discomfort, stress, and dis-ease aren’t badges of honor.

And the wild part? It’s all within our control.

No, we can’t control the rude boss or the cranky co-worker. But we can control our response. Our inner monologue? That’s ours. Entirely.

Feeling better is the first wave of change.

It’s tempting to stew, rehash, and spiral. But what does that give us? Tension. Headaches. Bad Wi-Fi and grumpy neighbors (because the universe has a sense of humor).

And deep down, none of us really want that.

This is why I do what I do. Why I grow things, create things, write things. Because it FEELS GOOD.

Watching my garden bloom, harvesting herbs for dinner, making a rosy serum—it lights me up. Sharing those creations with my family? Bliss. It’s not about perfection, it’s about connection, intention, and joy.

Even Mondays (yes, I said it) are sacred to me. My morning routine, my first quiet cup of coffee, the birds starting their songs—that’s magic.

Of course, not every morning is like that. Sometimes the dogs go bananas. Sometimes a noisy truck jolts me awake. Some days feel like chaos by 7:15 a.m.

But here’s the thing: I can stop the spiral.

Even if it starts, I don’t have to ride it all day. I can choose a different song, a better vibe, a softer path. That choice? It’s freedom. It’s power. It’s everything.

Once, someone asked why I don’t watch the news. Without thinking, I said, “Because it doesn’t feel good.” Why start your day with tragedy and tension? I’d rather start with garden joy, hugs, breakfast with my son, and a plan for dinner.

My secret weapon? The Feel Goods.

A walk in the garden. A hot bath. A kitchen dance party. Weeds to pull. Roses to smell. My son’s laugh. Journals, snacks, beach walks, naps. They all shift me back to center.

Pick one. Pick three. Shift the day.

Smile. Breathe. Play your song. Appreciate something. Feel the change.

You’re not just calming your nervous system—you’re changing your entire trajectory.

So if something felt off today, celebrate that you noticed. That awareness is your compass. You can rewrite your story, one feeling at a time.

Toss the old script.
Write the one that fits you now.

A life full of joy, ease, connection, and magic is waiting. But first—feel good.

Breathe deep. Laugh loud. Kiss someone you love. Call your mom. Take the nap. Eat the cheesecake. Walk the beach. And see the world—really see it.

That’s the whole point.

Just. Feel. Good.