Easy enough for the worms and bugs and bacteria and oh god, who knows what lurks in the dark lagoon? I think it is perfect composting weather, not toooo hot or tooooo cold, maybe just right. I am admittedly a Goldilocks kind of person --I measure the light, not too bright, not too dark. The humidity? Not too damp, not too dry. The heat? Not too hot, not unbearable. I move through major decisions searching for a happy medium. Knowing full well that involves compromise, I try to get what is possibly of least discomfort, least disagreeableness. And measure what I can reasonably live with. Is that a benefit of composting the experiences of my life? Of knowing myself and what I can and cannot handle? What I will and will not put up with? Or what will be too uncomfortable or too noisy? too salty? too unsanitary?Yet composting life's experiences have also taught me to sometimes bravely embrace the unknown or trade off risks for something memorable or something of value, whether to me or to others. I like reaching out for something new, something not medium, maybe risky, maybe rich with possibilities. In turning over the compost pile I find the avocado seeds still there, and pineapple tops --perhaps they will petrify and never break down. I find interesting seedlings of unknown origin, as well as the the usual thoroughly composted gunk. Ah, well, I throw it all in and see what happens. So in my everyday life, I should sometimes "throw it all in" just to see what may occur, what may be usable, what may come. Or come what may.
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