This pig seems to understand that life is messy, and he is definitely making the most of it. I think back on my life and the messes I’ve made. I’ve come to see that my messes have been much bigger than they would’ve been had I been able to accept that life is messy. I was so afraid of the mess that I was constantly sweeping it under the carpet until eventually all that mess would come bursting out in huge dust storms.
In the last decade, I have begun to deeply understand that life is full of paradox and complexity. I am beginning to embrace paradox and complexity, finding the richness there. The dirt is where the seed takes root. It is necessary and good. The dirt is full of possibility for growth. This understanding is giving me courage to dance differently with the messiness of life, resulting in less struggle and more peace and kindness.
