In the quiet folds of our contemplative garden, another sanctuary has begun to take root. Today, we welcomed a vibrant community of red wigglers into their new home—a tender ecosystem nestled within soft earth and devotion.
With care, we prepared the soil: rich, moist, and forgiving. A hollow was scooped into the center of our microgreen bin, lined with moistened coconut coir and shredded brown paper, the tender beginnings of a refuge. Above this gentle cradle, we placed a glass cover to create a nurturing chamber of warmth and moisture, offering shelter until our guests found their way into the embrace of the earth.
And now they have come—hundreds of tiny lives, wriggling with quiet purpose. Their arrival is more than the start of vermicomposting; it is a blessing, a renewal, a prayer folded into the soil itself.
A blessing takes root when hearts grow still and open— light lives in the soil.
A Prayer for the Red Wigglers:
May these little red pilgrims find safety beneath the soft shelter of the earth, may their days be cool and nourished, and their quiet work bless the soil with richness unseen.
May they know no fear, no harm, only the slow, joyful labor of weaving life back into life.
May every turning of their small bodies be a prayer folded into the ground— a hymn of becoming, a whisper of renewal, a song of the earth remembering itself.
Blessed be the humble red wigglers, blessed be the hands that welcomed them, blessed be the soil that cradles their work.
Amen. And amen again.
Below, you’ll find a few photos capturing this sacred moment: the moist, welcoming soil, the shimmering cover under which they settled, and finally, the beautiful gathering of life—a tender congregation of new beginnings.
Their work has already begun. Quiet, steady, and miraculous.
This is not merely gardening. This is the art of tending to life itself.
Welcome, dear friends. Welcome home.
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