In a quiet heart once did reside
A garden beating, its beauty tied
To blossoms exuding a fragrant grace
Yearning for melodies to embrace
With eyes aglow as autumn's ember
See blooms reaching for the sky's tender
In life's embrace and meadows wide
Patience becomes the garden's guide

You stumble upon a garden with open gates


As you stroll along the winding path of the small web, the rustle of leaves and the melody of birdsong accompany your every step. Suddenly, a hidden spot reveals itself – a secret garden with open gates. The air carries the sweet fragrance of hyacinth blossoms, enticing you to explore further. You notice a little overhead sign that reads: Florrie’s Garden. With curiosity, you make your way inside, where sunlight filters through the foliage, revealing a peaceful scenario. In this hidden refuge, time seems to pause, offering a moment of respite from the fleetness of everyday life. You discover a sense of peace and wonder, as if stumbling upon a secret haven amidst the chaos of the world. You decide to explore around.

Kia ora, thank you and be welcome


Hello, new friend. My name is Florrie and this is my home on the small internet. I want you to make yourself comfortable. Grab a glass of water or a warm cup of tea. Settle yourself into a nice position, and let's have a conversation for a while. I created this space because I wanted to have somewhere I could write about things that brought me delight: poems that inspired me, lessons that I learnt about living, places that I visited, practices that brought me peace, and all sorts of inspirations found in the quotidian.

My hope for this virtual home is to slowly collect a treasure chest of memories that, upon retrospection in the future, will allow me to revisit the moments that slowly molded me as a person, and all the lovely things that I tried to surround myself with. I have always been a believer that the simple moments are the treasures of a human existence, and that by preserving them you can keep your past alive and make the present a little more meaningful. Sometimes, this place also feels like a refuge. When I lose myself in the hastiness of life, I return here to be reminded of who I really am and of the things that truly matter. To me, this garden feels safe and heartening, and I hope that it might also offer some kind of comfort to you.

Finding your way through the flowers


No matter which path you choose to take, remember that you can always make your way back to the garden gates. There, you can watch the flowers blossoming in current time. Notice everything that is currently happening, and take a moment to be in the present. Much like any other garden, everything is constantly growing and changing, so return as often as you desire. Maybe consider adding the website to your bookmarks, so you will always know exactly how to make your way back. You will encounter lost pages of journal entries. You are welcome to pick them up and read them, if you wish. There are no secrets here. In fact, if you read something that you wish to answer, there are even ways to do so. There is a letterbox in a far corner with blank pages where people often write questions. I love reading and answering them, so I highly encourage you to do so. A little over the lavender blossoms, there is a guestbook for people who want to let us know they visited. They are like footsteps to lead us to different internet houses and gardens elsewhere. If you are an owner of your own, we can even be neighbours. Hidden under the shade of a Jacaranda tree, there is a small bookshelf with stories writen by others. And if, by chance, you feel a slight curiosity about the person who is talking to you, you can read a little bit about who I am here. But before we go on our separate ways, let me mention how happy I am that you are here. It's very fortunate that we found each other in this wild web. Thank you for your lovely company.

Seeds I am currently tending to


・ Pathways I am exploring in my journey to a more attentive life
・ Ways to be of service and contribute positively to this world
・ Journal entries about lessons learnt from the daily living
・ Practicing lovingkindness in small moments of everyday life
・ My deep love for music and what the orchestra means to me
・ Using poetry and literature as a tool to practice mindfulness
・ Learning how to have more self-compassion, despite everything
・ My resolution to live this life as a poem and what that means to me

What blossoms in a digital garden


Before the corporations and the restraining walls of social media came to be, the internet used to be a place for people to express themselves, explore their creativity and communicate sincerely. Now, we live in an era dominated by algorhythms that intentionally restrict individuality, encourage negative emotional responses to increase user interaction and maim people's self-confidence to sell them products. I realised that I wanted to dedicate my time to a place that would allow me to express myself positively and mindfully. That's why I wanted to create a space for myself, inspired by the lovely days when the internet was simpler and every page carried the story of a real person living in this wild world.

During the slow process of learning how to build myself a little virtual house, I came across a concept that changed the way I thought about online spaces. It's called a Digital Garden. A garden is a virtual space where you plant your thoughts into pages and slowly tend them into becoming fully developed notes. It's an alternative to the chronological web, where everything is shared as a finished product in a stagnant moment in time. In a digital garden, everything is always growing and changing all at once. You choose the interests, thoughts, or ideas that you want to cultivate, and devote your time to care for them slowly.