A walk to the compost
02/08/2013 at 10:30 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | 6 CommentsTags: happiness, inspiration, meditation, nature, positive thinking, wellbeing
It’s time to take the peelings out, to the compost bin at the end of the garden. My body is weary. It’s the end of such a busy day. In the kitchen, I pick up the dark green caddy. It’s full of richly odorous vegetation.
At this moment right now, I have two choices. I can do this task resentfully, feeling my tiredness every step of the way. Or I can choose to enjoy the experience, choose to be fully present and notice my short walk to the compost bin with all my senses.
Today, I choose to be present.
I step barefoot into the yard. Above me, I hear the tall poplars whispering in the breeze. I feel the warmth of stone beneath my feet, a spa-like sensation. Then, I step onto cool lush grass. The soles of my feet are thrilled. It feels like ancient reflexology for body and soul. My tiredness has vanished – so fast!
I walk by small trees laden with young apples, bursting with life and vitality.
Beyond, on the hill, I see cows grazing in the sunlight. 
I reach the compost bin. I tip the contents of the green kitchen caddy into it: onion and garlic peelings tumble with tomato stalks and marshmallow leaves into the pungent abyss below. The odour of vegetation returning to nature is unmistakable. In a year’s time, it will all be rich, brown earth.
And then I turn back, treading over that lush, cool green grass, my bare feet still revelling in the sensation. I look skywards, at towering clouds just masking the sun. My daughter, as a small child, used to say that unicorns played in the white cloud light of the evening sun. I can and do imagine them there, invisible in the brightness.
Can you see them?
That, then was my walk to the compost. It could have been awful. It was idyllic. The choice was only ever mine to make.
What choices did you make today?
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Suzanne Askham 
Excellent post Suzanne. Thank you.
We choose what type of life we live every minute of every day. A poignant reminder.
I wish you blissful dreams full of playful unicorns, spa treatments and cool reviving grass.
Jane
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Comment by Jane Bromley (@JBromley)— 02/08/2013 #
Thank you Jane. Your words are beautifully succinct. You are right: the choice is ours, and we make that choice whether we are aware of it or not. So we may as well make good choices – definitely more fun!
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Comment by Suzanne Askham— 03/08/2013 #
Your choice of making the trip to the Compost into such a beautiful connection with nature has to be admired Suzanne – we should all follow this inspiring advice – thank you. I made a choice today of driving my husband down to a small little cafe on the West Coast of Ireland. We sat outside having tea and admiring the most beautiful view. It was a refreshing moment all round.
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Comment by Barbara Day— 04/08/2013 #
Your trip to the cafe on the West Cost of Ireland sounds refreshing and idyllic, Barbara. Thank you for sharing it.
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Comment by Suzanne Askham— 20/08/2013 #
Simply Beautiful xxxxx
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Comment by Jonathan Binns— 14/08/2013 #
Thank you for your kind words, Jonathan, much appreciated.
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Comment by Suzanne Askham— 20/08/2013 #