Beautiful day to you. Or night. In which case, beautiful night and beautiful day tomorrow.
There really is nothing like growing your own medicine. Selecting it and caring for it can be incredibly therapeutic - involving reflection, observation, responsiveness, and with luck, gratification.
What about growing gives you the deep feels?
As a first time grower, my favorite tasks include: waking up and checking the plants, opening the tent and breathing in the scent, plunging my hands in peat moss, smelling peat moss, anything to do with peat moss (I should move to Scotland or Canada), checking trichomes on my scope.
I rent out my plants as personal support vegetation for $150 an hour.
Seriously though, it’s hard to quantify. A long term project with tangible rewards. A tax rebel. Nurturing instincts. I dunno. Knowing exactly what is and isn’t in it. Bringing green into a sterile concrete wasteland.
So many reasons but the best is I get to make and smoke my own hash.
I talk to my plants like they’re pets. Ask them how they’re doing every day. I tell them I’m sorry before I harvest them.
In the deepest parts of winter, I find the light from the grow lights really helps keep the seasonal depression at bay and lifts my spirits.
And, I agree with Foreigner, it’s just the whole nurturing instinct. The need to care for things and help them thrive
growing anything is therapy for me,i love growing weed.
but sometimes seeing a flower on a plant someone else discarded which i revived turning into a beauty and rewarding me with flowers!
It’s what I look forward to after my shit 9-5 job which currently I hate (new shitty bosses). I have my plants on schedule to wake up right around the time I’m getting off work so I get max time with them! Every time I open the tent it’s like opening a present. It also beats coming home being stagnant and being a couch potato! Definitely helps when life just feels heavy some days!
For me, it has morphed, in the past 22 years of my indoor growing addiction.
It started out as for me, as a learning vehicle, and to get buds without all the hoops of a dealer, and their endless excuses why the gear is week late from the promise of delivery.
Then during a medical check up, my then, lady, I was dating, now wife, was told, her cancer was back.
I did not know she had been in that fight before we met. Hell she gave me a pass to walk away! What a horrible idea, to run from a fight, and to run from someone I cared for?? Nah, that shit aint happening.
Once her doc, told us cannabis may offer some relief, but he could loose his license for even stating that, and he had no way to help us get MMJ.
Yeah, well I do,…sort of.
So we talked, and started to clean out the basement, and get things sorted, electrical box upgrade, wet floors after a rain, needed addressed.
I had to figure out how to use a computer, I got decent mechanical skills, but ZERO computer knowledge.
Found a weird link in the News Groups, about a new place called Over Grow, that got started in the news groups, I think it was called weed base, or something on that order.
I found the New Ganja Boy Stealth Box, and started building, and I fell down the rabbit hole with the green seeker addiction.
I’ve run so many ways, and love them all, Organics, or Salts, soil/water/inert mediums, I could care less, as long as it comes out a silky smooth smoke, and blissful, we are golden.
Wife’s health check ups come back come back fine for the past 20 years now.
My love for growing grows everyday, cannabis or vegetables, or house plants, it’s a mind calmer for me.
I spent years in isolation and avoidance of others due to severe trauma. Growing indoors allowed me purpose and peace and unconditional love while holding me accountable for life. Eventually I created enough self-confidence and strength to seek help. I now have fulfilled engagements with others in the community and walk tall with my head high. I no longer have to barricade my bedroom door in order to sleep with one eye open. I REM sleep now. My plants gave me that. Peace
I find happiness in the challenge; of learning new things, creating new things to solve new problems, meeting awesome new people who are willing to discuss their-own experiences with those problems. And striving to find the perfect ‘autopilot’ grow method tickles my fetish for efficiency, cause I’m lazy…
