I just went up to empty the compost bits into the 2-sided cedar compost bin - and field mice had created the most darling and perfect nest of tiny sticks woven with moss in the "composted" side. See? Miracles every day!
I absolutely love this post! When I (constantly) lose my equanimity, I do the following: get outside into the light, even if it's pouring rain; do yoga and savasana; put my negative thoughts into the cedar worm composting bin to change into brown gold and maybe eventually become flowers; roll around on the floor with my two rescue indoor cats and my golden retriever Hanne; stare at the Great Blue Heron who perches directly outside the window above my toes as I sit here and write; cook and eat an amazing lunch with my husband; call my sponsor even if I don't want to; read Pema Chodron, Courage to Change, Byron Katie, or some inspirational piece like yours, Andrea. Thanks for this.
Kirie, that sounds like a wonderful day! I love the image of composting thoughts into the worm bin. That practice came to me years ago and I’d since forgotten about it. Thank you!
I just went up to empty the compost bits into the 2-sided cedar compost bin - and field mice had created the most darling and perfect nest of tiny sticks woven with moss in the "composted" side. See? Miracles every day!
Yes! That's it! And usually in the most (seemingly) small places and spaces. Thank you for sharing this.
I absolutely love this post! When I (constantly) lose my equanimity, I do the following: get outside into the light, even if it's pouring rain; do yoga and savasana; put my negative thoughts into the cedar worm composting bin to change into brown gold and maybe eventually become flowers; roll around on the floor with my two rescue indoor cats and my golden retriever Hanne; stare at the Great Blue Heron who perches directly outside the window above my toes as I sit here and write; cook and eat an amazing lunch with my husband; call my sponsor even if I don't want to; read Pema Chodron, Courage to Change, Byron Katie, or some inspirational piece like yours, Andrea. Thanks for this.
Kirie, that sounds like a wonderful day! I love the image of composting thoughts into the worm bin. That practice came to me years ago and I’d since forgotten about it. Thank you!