Here I Am

Mid February has passed and I feel it. The call of spring. I know it's too early to plan the next plant season, yet since the days grow longer and nature starts to show first signs of change I feel something I know all too well: impatience and a deep ache for renewal. I need to remind myself that it's still winter and it might be a while until I can go and gather the first herbs of the season and yet I know in the womb of mother earth life is stirring already and every cell in me feels it.

I decided to open this blog, not as a new practice, but as a revival. I already wrote about plants. This is me taking space in the house, bringing the roots. Same love for the green, written in a different language.

I will share my knowledge of plants, the medicinal side, but not only. I'll also dig into meeting the plants spirit and rituals. Plants are not just food to me, they're beings I meet in deep love and respect.

So until the season begins, I will train patience (or fake it) and allow myself to write more about myself:

My name is Cynthia, I was born in 1981 and I live in Luxembourg. If you'd ask me to define myself I'd call myself an artist first. The chaotic kind, using many different skills depending on mood and seasons.

I'm a photographer, artistic photography has been a way to express myself since 2009, over the past few years I have found my love for nature & plant photography.

​I've been on my spiritual path since what feels like forever after long years of a journey of self-healing and personal growth. I started learning energetic healing in 2019. Later my path guided me towards northern shamanism. I kind of got stuck there, found my passion for the wheel of the year and paganism which then later led to witchcraft. Through my shamanic practice I started spending every free moment in nature, connecting deeply. Being drawn to plants was the next logical step.

​In 2021 I decided to go deeper and take a year long plant teaching, closing it off with a diploma in herbalism, but the real learning never stopped, because every year I learn to meet new plants and even the ones I know, I'm still astonished to see them in new ways. I know that this practice will never be finished, only deepen.

My spiritual journey led me to ​sound healing, quantum healing, light frequency, ​​and womanhood. My personal practice digs deep into everything that fascinates me and weaves it together in ways that make my soul vibrate. I am led by passion and intuition, which guides me to always find the impossible in the most unexpected places.

These last years, after thinking I knew exactly who I was and where I was going, I hit perimenopause and honestly more than one limit. After holding space for others for a long time, I met a beautiful soul who made me realize that I was holding space for everyone but myself.

2025 was the year that almost broke me and in doing so, started to rewrite me. I went through many cycles of grief: the death of my dog, of a certain version of myself, and of the life I thought I was building made me pause my healer practice to take care of what I had forgotten: myself.

This post was written by a human. Humans make mistakes. Many.

Cynthia