A soft rebellion. A vibe archive. A slow spell on the internet.
Lately, I’ve been craving a certain kind of online vibe.
Not the hustle-bro, corporate crunch, scroll-until-you-dissociate kind.
The linger-here-a-while, sip-something-warm, touch-a-petal kind.
As a multi-passionate boss witch who depends on the internet for my small creative businesses, being online has started to feel like survival.
And survival is a terrible environment for creativity.
There’s a conspiracy rattling through the online woods called Dead Internet Theory.
It feels possible at best, apocalyptic at worst.
We’ve watched iconic spaces turn to rot (hello, the platform formerly known as Twitter).
But I’m not convinced the internet is dead.
I still think it’s fertile ground.
We just need a new way of being here.
We need to reclaim our ecosystem by planting more creative flora and feeding constructive fauna.
🌿 Enter the Digital Garden
Rot, rise, and radiant rebellion, witches. 🔥
It’s not a brand-new concept, but it felt newly magical when it found me (on YouTube, because of course it did).
A digital garden isn’t a blog in the traditional, polished sense.
It’s a nonlinear, ever-growing collection of thoughts, moods, art, and messy self-expression.
It’s a place to grow your creativity. To tend to it. To let it come back next season in a different form.
And something about that concept felt so right.
Like the old internet I used to love—Tumblr moodboards, rage-glam HTML pages, little blogs full of broken poetry and streaming playlists.
Before the feed.
Before the pressure of performance.
Before everything started to feel like a content treadmill or monetization opportunity.
(*sigh* Yeah, I’m nostalgic for MySpace sometimes. What of it?)
✨ So why grow it here, on my own website?
Couldn’t I just do this on Instagram or TikTok?
Sure. But that would be like planting heirloom seeds in someone else’s rental yard.
On social media, you’re feeding into one of the most toxic systems on the planet—the broligarchy. And make no mistake, they have all the control.
Your posts disappear in 48 hours.
Shadowbans ghost your audience.
And you’re constantly trying to outpace the algorithm gods.
But on a self-hosted site—this soft chaos sanctuary I’m slowly building—I can let creativity truly take root.
I can connect one idea to another.
I can link back to an old post like I’m unrolling a scroll in a candlelit library.
(See what I did just there? 👀🍃)
I can invite YOU to wander here.
Not scroll. Wander.
Because feeds are designed to be forgotten.
Gardens are meant to be explored.
So this is my digital garden.
You’ll find bits of lore, shop launches, magical musings, playlists, flower spells, and unfinished thoughts.
You’ll also find the dirt under my nails—burnout, financial chaos, the AuDHD trail that spirals through every project I touch. It’s all part of the compost.
There’s no strict schedule here.
Just soft rhythms.
✨ Mondays: a new bloom—something I’m thinking about, planting, or unveiling
✨ Fridays: a Spark File check-in, like pressing a flower between pages
✨ In between: wandering. Maybe moss. Maybe monster girls.
💌 And maybe… you’ll grow one too?
If you’re here as a reader, a fellow witchy wildling, a creator, or an exhausted artist just looking for something that feels real again…
I see you, and I feel you. Come walk the path with me.
No hashtags required.
No ring light necessary.
Just soft magic, slow blooming, and a little WWWonder.
🌿💻✨
~ Jaye
🌼 Garden Prompt
What’s blooming in your corner of the internet?
If you had a digital garden, what would grow there?
A collection of ideas? A photo archive? A playlist of mood swings?
Share a tiny seed in the comments—your first bloom, or a dream you’re planting.
📌 If you post something on your own blog, social, or notes app, tag it #MyDigitalGarden so we can wander over and admire.
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