…As I nerded out about humus on Wikipedia and at the library, I found myself asking is humility the humus? Is humility what makes our souls viable for growth and flourishing? Is humility a conditioner to our soul? Like humus, humility is a process. It takes passing through many season cycles to experience full-grown humility.

Often, the journey into "a grounded, whole expression of self and interconnection" requires death. And it's not like death happens, you have a funeral, and humility is served at the repass. There has to be death and decay for humility to form.

My own sense of wholeness was preceded by the death of many things that were, at the time, informing my and some of my community's way of being. One death that stands out to me starkly is that of Certainty.  Certainty said it addressed my fears, but really it just lied about them. Certainty said it was keeping me honest, but really was torturing me with self-hatred.  Certainty, among other ways of being, had to be killed, buried, and allowed to decay so my soul-soil could be enriched unto wholeness.

Can you relate?

Please for the love of peat moss tell me you can relate…