We all have them. Those little quirks that make us feel like our houseplants are more than just decorative foliage. Maybe it’s the way your peace lily seems to perk up after you’ve had a good therapy session, or how your cactus seems to narrow its nonexistent eyes when you order takeout for the third time that week.
For me, it’s Bartholomew.
The Side-Eye From My Monstera: A Plant‘s Silent Judgement?
Bartholomew is my majestic Monstera deliciosa, named for his impressive size and penchant for drama. He’s thrived under my care, sprouting new leaves faster than I can find cute little moss poles to prop them up. Yet, lately, I swear he’s been… judging me.
“Okay, Bartholomew,” I muttered, feeling a blush creep up my neck. “I get it. I’m a mess.”
Can Plants Sense Our Bad Choices? The Wilting Fern Speaks
Now, I know what you’re thinking. I need a vacation. Maybe a therapist. And yes, you’re probably right. But the more I talk to other plant parents, the more I realize I’m not alone in my paranoia.
My friend Sarah swears her Boston fern strategically drops leaves every time her ex’s name pops up on her phone. My coworker, John, is convinced his succulent only thrives when he’s consistently hitting the gym.
Is it all in our heads? Are we projecting our own insecurities and anxieties onto our leafy companions? Probably.
The Secret Language of Plants: Are They Trying to Tell Us Something?
But here’s the thing: plants are incredibly intuitive. They respond to light, water, and even sound. Who’s to say they’re not picking up on our energy too? Maybe our chaotic energy fields are throwing off their photosynthesis game.