The Creative Flower of Expression..

Vendula Kalinova
Feb 14
3 min read

The Garden Where Art, Mind, and Soul Grow in Harmony

Where does expression come from? Creation is life, and expression is its birthright. It is primal and instinctual. It is a biological impulse and the oldest language that needs no words. Like a flower that fully expresses itself through the rays of sunshine.

It is how the body exhales.

So, why do we have such hard time to just breathe?

Because we learned to hold our breath.

"GOLDEN WHISPERS" Art Series by Vendula Kalinova

Creative expression is not something we need to learn but something to remember.

It is a somatic memory carved within us. Humans carved and painted caves far before they expressed themselves through the means of language, and seeds of thoughts were sown through symbols.

Expression preceded an explanation. Before the explanation, emotion was that of color, feeling was that of shadow, and movement was the highlight. Before analysis fragmented the space, emotions were echoed from within in silence, as the pathway to honesty allowed our inner world to take form. It emerged by faith, not by sight, transcending sensation into imagination.

And yet, somewhere along the way, many of us paused.

We stopped, not because the impulse itself disappeared but because the ground no longer felt safe.

When we learn to hold our breath, we also learn to limit our imagination, and our colors begin to fade. Suppression does not dissolve emotions. It presses them deeper into the soil of our body, only further depriving them of the sun.

But if we wish for our experience to blossom, we must tend to our inner landscape. Our spiritual garden will flourish when we allow our inner world to take form, as it no longer depends on growing solely inside of our body. Expression, and its process of making known one’s thoughts or feelings, is the psyche’s natural way of processing experience.

When we are moved in depth internally, there is an inherent desire to externalize it. We are inclined to give that feeling a sense, a shape. When we create, we silence the noise of the analytical mind, and the body begins to lead. Repetition begins to regulate our nervous system as we shift out of survival mode. We leave the past behind, no longer worry about the future, and we arrive in the present.

It is the gateway to the magic of a flow state.

For those who face difficulty in expressing themselves verbally, art becomes the garden where one can plant what words cannot. Textures can sow the seeds of our imagination; colors become the trees of connection where shapes of leaves hold the weight of the storm.

Art is simply the garden that is being tended. Expression is the seed that was given light, whereas creation is the fertile soil.

When the sun shines upon the ground and we engage in creative mindfulness, the inner aimless wander anchors into direction. The rhythm becomes the breeze to our emotional garden, and repetition turns into regulation as our nervous system enters a relaxed focus. We give ourselves quiet permission to simply smell the roses.

This is why even something as simple as the act of coloring can restore well-being as our emotional ecosystem somatically regenerates from within. It is where each flower can shine in its own color, allowing us to center and reconnect to intuition. Creative self-care becomes a gesture of self-attunement, a form of restoration. It is the very link to an intimate connection between creativity and personal growth.

Growth mindset is often that of a cognitive approach, and while mental awareness is a powerful modality, transformation requires a somatic integration. Creative expression allows our body to echo our emotional literacy externally. Art then becomes the doorway to the garden and the invitation for our inner child to play. It offers safety and quietly illustrates the joy from within onto the canvas of Earth—and our experience becomes the meadow of its reflection. It is the sacred ground where emotional alchemy begins and where art, mind, and soul grow in harmony.

It is where the body exhales..