I spent today delivering compost from my farm, to another new farm nearby.
A few loads of such rich compost made from the chickens, pigs, and cows I used to raise.
I farmed because I wanted to be able to make a living having my children see me doing something meaningful. I wanted them to know where their food came from. I wanted them to understand the value of hard work, how to solve problems and how to help others. And I wanted them to understand the cycle of life and death.
Birth and rebirth. Growth and regeneration.
It worked. And then it was time to change, so we did.
I still live on the farm, and my farm is still actively farmed by my neighbors, but all that’s left from my farming days is the compost. You know, the shit. All kinds of shit.
But it’s not shit anymore. It’s soil. And it pays my taxes and nurtures other farms all over our community.
Because when you manage your shit well, especially after it was unmanageable, it turns into soil, that grows and grows and grows.
And now my life has transformed too. From shit to soil. All the emotional work I’ve done and continue to do, helps me grow and be a stronger, happier, more resilient person.
Because that’s what growth, and the courage to transform, does.
My day ended with coaching a person who, for the first time in their life, bravely reached out for help with addiction.
We talked, and I could feel the relief, that it’s okay to not have a handle on things and even better to have some help to find your way, turning shit to soil.
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