A few days ago, I started my daily garden by drawing in its lower right the PSYCHE corner. And I took notes about the thoughts and about the emotions I felt while drawing, not sure if they are inspiring the drawing or if it is the drawing that summons them.

This image lets you drag to the left and right the vertical line in the center for a before and after view of what I am describing below:

With the template still empty, I ask myself how strong is my inner energy? Shining brightly over the whole garden or dark and restrained within its dedicated space? Is it overflowing into its body and heart neighbours? Today, it looks like solid bright colours with well defined forms that restrain it within its body. It does not overflow.

What colours? I usually use yellows, oranges and browns to fill in the psyche corner, with greens to draw the ground and the grass beneath the plants. Today, the soil looks fertile, feeding perennials that grow towards the word psyche itself and push it upwards.

What kinds of plants? I do not know much about plants, so what I draw is instinctive and symbolic, not deeply thought through and certainly not close to any real plants. Flat blades of horizontal grass form a rich soil from which taller grasses shoot towards the sky. These tall beige grasses, I call them perennials now that I look at them, have a sturdy stem marked by a darker pencil trait that makes them look robust despite their thinness and their supple bending. The inflorescence at the top of the culms reaches even farther, and shoots for the sky as if the outside world were feeding me with those many thin, healthy shoots of motivation.

Besides the perennials and grass I notice I also created yellow and orange shapes like organic cells with curved boundaries, moving and adapting their outline to each other. They occasionally form sharp spikes to remind themselves or me that despite their comfortable looks, they can sting.

What fittings to hold the plants together and upright, if any? Today, I fence off the psyche from the adjacent body and heart plots with dark brown solid traits that mark clear boundary lines. No vegetal hedges here. They mark strict limits and will make it hard for whatever is on either side to cross them over.

The drawing calls my attention to the thin vigorous beige plants that spring up from the dark green soil towards my inner self as a source of energy that does not reach the yellow organic forms within me. And I also wonder at why that day, my psyche was so clearly sealed off from the wider inner garden instead of sharing its light with the heart and body sections? I have no clear-cut answers and that is fine for now.