Spiritual and physical relationships with our Mother Earth are connections I have always valued, as they bring me comfort and joy. Though our society has moved away from rural, Earth-based living, I believe we can find balance between the conveniences of urban life and the sanctity of the natural world if we just put forth the effort. Ironically, living in a metropolis has caused me to become greener than ever before in my 26 years. It is here that I do not own a car, rely on public transportation (or my own two feet), purchase food from local vendors, and live in a multi-family dwelling where recycling is heavily promoted. Food choices in my area are bountiful and most businesses are aware of plant-based dieters, making vegetarian meals not only easy, but abundant.
Despite the ways in which I live green, one avenue is glaringly vacant: that of composting. One of the most magnificent ways to respect and honor our natural world, composting reduces waste, makes one consciously aware of what is thrown out, and replenishes the Earth with high-quality, fertile soil. It's been a goal of mine for some time now to cross the barrier between sage green and full-on forest green by starting an indoor composting center in my kitchen. This spring, I hope to do just that.
Because I've never before done composting--let alone indoor composting--I've been relying heavily on those who have gone before me. A video by ecolocalizer has provided great inspiration and instruction, as has the Nature Conservancy and PlanetGreen.com. A plethora of tools and extensive research doesn't mean I don't have reservations, though. Even the best-laid plans can result in disaster. Case-in-point: the indoor garden that, thanks to a mischievous kitty, turned into a secondary litter box.
This blog will become a way to document successes and failures in what I hope will ultimately become a successful endeavor. Here's to happy worms, a stench-free kitchen, malu loko (inner peace) and our great Mother Earth.
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