Thursday
mornings are rubbish collection days in our neighbourhood and, while I confess
that I don't exactly relish the task of tottering out to the pavement weighed
down by black refuse bags that threaten to disgorge their less-than-fragrant
contents at any moment all over my slippered feet, I am always conscious of
gratitude that we live in an area where refuse removal is a regular service. The
volume of waste one household can generate in a week is quite astonishing - almost
as astonishing as the number of energetically-wriggling maggots that can hatch
in that same time.
South
Africans are (in the global context) rather late to the recycling party but
progress has been made. Of course what precisely happens to all our
carefully-separated items in their colour-coded bags after their ride on the
municipal dump truck is somewhat unclear but it's a start, if only in educating
the average householder to sort and separate.
My son and his family live in
Munich, where recycling is so entrenched that kitchen bins come with four
compartments to facilitate the process. Paper is separated from hard plastic,
while discarded food is saved for composting... and woe betide the recalcitrant
resident who disposes of coloured glass in the same recycling bin as clear
glass! It is a discipline that visitors have to learn (the threat of re-sorting
the rubbish is a persuasive teacher) but I did notice that I soon became more
mindful of waste in general. And that got me thinking...
There
are several useful life lessons to be learned from our relationship with refuse.
Archaeologists know that much can be deduced about a past civilization from a
careful scrutiny of its middens. Anyone rooting through our household rubbish
would not have to be Sherlock Holmes to conclude that someone consumes an
inordinate quantity of yoghurt. Specifically, smooth yoghurt in ridiculously small
tubs, in apparent disregard of the obvious economies of scale that would apply
if we were to buy that same yoghurt in large tubs. This inquisitive person
would not necessarily discern that our family includes a small boy on the
autism spectrum with restrictive eating habits but I have no doubt that he (or
she) would draw conclusions of some sort. What we throw away reveals something
about us, from our culinary tastes and retail preferences to our economic
well-being. And, of course, how 'green' we really are.
And
then there is the 'rubbish' that litters our inner landscape. Some of it is the
unavoidable detritus that accumulates from daily life, easily discarded and
soon forgotten. But many of us have internal rubbish dumps that have not been
cleared for far too long, with the result that our emotional environment is far
from healthy. Part of that pile of rotting refuse might be the result of abuse
and hurts that were dumped on you without your permission, while some may be
anger and resentment you have chosen to hoard. Often we inherit rubbish from
our parents, along with the feeling that we cannot dump what has defined our
family for so long. Whatever its origin, the fact is that, like our physical
rubbish, if we refuse to deal with our refuse, we will eventually be overcome
by its toxic presence.
And
this is where recycling comes in. As I observed earlier in this rather rambling
rumination, sorting through your rubbish encourages mindfulness. And, just as
when you are separating paper from plastic and cans from glass bottles, you
need to pay attention to the internal rubbish you are sorting though. When it
comes to our emotional refuse, there is some rubbish that should be swiftly scooped
up and cast out, as far away from us as possible before it can poison our lives
any further with feelings of failure and undeserved shame. But then there are those difficult experiences
that we have buried in our minds' middens which need to be exhumed and re-examined
for the valuable lessons that can be learned from them. This type of rubbish
makes valuable compost for personal growth and to merely discard it would be
wasteful indeed.
'Going
green' is a lifestyle choice to develop a habit of dealing with the stuff of
daily living in such a way as to cause as little harm as possible to the
environment. The same principles apply to dealing with the daily stuff of our
emotional lives. It takes courage and discipline
but with practice we can all develop the healthy habit of sorting, recycling
and cleaning out our internal rubbish on a regular basis, leaving our inner
landscapes as maggot-free and fragrant as the bins outside our kitchen doors.
And we
don't even have to pay rates to do it!
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