Let’s be real, compost isn’t glamorous. It’s stinky. It’s messy. It’s literally a pile of old banana peels, eggshells, and last week’s regrets. And yet… it might just be the wisest teacher in the whole garden!
Why compost? Compost is transformation in slow motion.
It doesn’t ask you to pretend your scraps never existed. It says, “Bring me your moldy strawberries, your cracked dreams, your burnt toast mornings. I can do something with that.”
It doesn’t rush. It stews. It simmers. It processes.
And when it’s done?
It feeds everything!
That’s the magic.
That the very things we think are too far gone, too rotten, too broken, too used up, might just be the exact ingredients we need to nourish new life. In our soil and in ourselves.
🪱 Worm Wisdom: Lessons from the Decomposers
The worms don’t judge. They don’t go, “Ugh, cabbage core again?”
They say, “Perfect. Let me break that down into something beautiful.”
What would life look like if we treated our emotional leftovers like that?
Not as failures. As future fertilizer!
That heartbreak? Compost it.
That lost job? Compost it.
That moment you yelled at your kid, your partner, your dog, or your reflection? Compost it.
Let it break down. Let it be worked over by time, microbes, and a little grace.
Then watch what grows.
🌱 A Little Dirt Never Hurt
You don’t have to be clean to be worthy.
You don’t have to be perfect to be powerful.
And you sure as heck don’t have to be polished to be planting something good.
Get your hands dirty. Turn the pile. Mix it up.
And remember: compost may start as a mess…
but it ends as nourishment! 🌺
Yard 2 Yield! 