The most nourishing thing I am doing at the moment is making compost. The smell of the earth, the physical work of turning the heap, transferring the halfrotted material onto the garden beds grounds me, keeps me centred in a way nothing else does right now.
It is a symbol for returning other things to the earth – all that I don´t need or cannot use. Learning to let go – laying to rest the half finished projects, the long buried to-do lists. Everything resurfaces, gets sifted and resettles. Becoming nourishment for new life.
Witnessing the miracle of living earth being recreated from „waste“, reminds me to trust that nothing is lost, and that hanging on just slows the recycling process down. New life is waiting to happen.