This morning when I took the vege scraps out to the compost bin I was surprised to see some of our worms were busy on the corner of the bin. A worm convention perhaps? An orgy? A family reunion? Or merely out enjoying the moist air after the rain last night. Who knows. I’m very proud of our worms, they do a great job converting our food scraps into compost. When I’m preparing the vegetables for our meals I always think about our worms. I feel good about sharing food from our table with them. “Hmmm, I think I’ll give the worms some little treats – broccoli, rice, carrots, mushrooms, and of course, no meal is complete without coffee and tea.”
Walking through the post-work crowds yesterday I wondered how many of them had changed the world today. Looking at the drained and dreary I was concluding that no, not you, nor you, no, uh-uh, nope, unlikely, hah – as if! I hadn’t exactly changed the world for the better myself, as it happens. Changing the world is not only something that can be achieved by the high and mighty. Our worms, humble as they might be, do change the world. They quietly take what is served, process it, and add value. Changing the world for the better, yet scarcely noticed in themselves. No wonder Darwin wrote about their gracious charms.
Manifesto
04. Every day is an opportunity to cultivate the promise of the future.
20. Every day say thank you.
29. Every day eat, drink, rest, work, exercise, play, love, create for your own good. And the good of others.