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Issue: October 2013 Newsletter
An Invitation

By Sinéad, Angie, Petra and Catherine
You are warmly invited to share your personal stories around your experiences with environmental and social justice issues in your daily life. These stories can be funny or serious, personal and something that you are happy to share.

The idea behind this invitation came from the desire within a group of AP2 apprentices who met on a number of our AP modules to discuss how to communicate environmental and social justice issues within the Movement Medicine Community. We wanted to find ways that we could inspire and support one another around these issues; harnessing a wide spectrum of solutions, inspiration, views and reactions without judging or preaching.

We were very excited when we came up with the idea of making regular contributions to the MM newsletter on these topics; inviting others to share personal challenges, goals, achievements etc. We felt that this way of sharing personal stories would optimise our community energy and skills and help gather momentum, inspiration and connection around topics that can so often feel daunting. 

We felt also as Movement Medicine practitioners that we could find a way of linking more deeply these experiences with our MM practice by looking for their connections, links and overlaps with the MM mandala. 

As a beginning to this proposal I would like to share one of my own personal personal  stories. 

“Sinéad’s composting conundrum”

I live in an apartment in the centre of Dublin with three others. It’s a very strange location in the middle of a city block amongst a group of restaurants and hotels. Because of this odd location the local council doesn’t provide residential services such as recycling and compost collection. We arrange our own recycling: making monthly trips to the local recycling centre with glass, paper, plastics etc. However our compost situation has been tricky as there isn’t an obvious way to deal with it in the apartment. I couldn’t bear seeing our vegetable and fruit peelings being thrown in with the 'unrecyclables' and being the flatmate with the greatest passion for our compost I set myself the task of finding a solution. 

I figured that this would be an easy task: we could just donate our compost to a local community garden. On searching I discovered that there were not many community gardens close to our apartment but I contacted the nearest one and let them know that we had compost for them. As it turned out they were having a terrible time with a rat infestation in their compost heap and didn’t’ want to add to the situation by taking in a greater volume of the stuff.  So this turned out not to be a viable option and I decided to try another approach. 


Plan B: this involved contacting the local GIY (Grow It Yourself) group and donating our compost to them. So I searched and happily found them and the location of their monthly gathering and, in the hope of finding a good home for our compost, I went along to the next local meeting. The GIY folks were a truly lovely group of people: very passionate about vegetables and very keen to help me but they did not want our compost. They suggested that I look into ‘getting worms’.  

I was beginning to feel like a character in a children’s’ storybook: a combination between Goldilocks, the Lorax and a character I remember in a story about a hedgehog who was really really hungry, but couldn’t find anyone in the garden to share food with him. I remember his words “I’m Huff the Hedgehog and I want my dinner if I don’t get it soon I’ll get thinner and thinner”. Perhaps mine was a slightly different situation… I digress….


So…. I took ‘Plan C on board and started my ‘worm research: I looked up some great websites and discovered the “Wriggly wrigglers”, and fabulous names for worm homes like the ‘Can-O-Worms Composter' that you can keep on your balcony or in your garden and others that you can keep under your sink! Unfortunately we don’t have a balcony in our apartment and have no access to outside space, so I focused my research on under-sink-worm-homes. Once I was satisfied that I’d found the perfect one I called a house meeting and made my ‘worm proposal’: I started off with: “So how would you girls feel about getting some pets?” The girls were horrified! I got a huge NOOOOOOOO to my proposal and my pleas fell on deaf ears, there was no way in hell they were letting worms into the apartment!

I felt I had reached an impasse and became very down heartened at our compost situation, but after all my research I couldn’t give up. So I found my feet, as any good Movement Medicine practitioner might do, and formulated Plan D: this involved discussions with some friends: a plan to get an allotment with its own composting. We’ve been looking for few months now for a site that’s suitable for us all, but as yet haven’t found one that feels right.  However, this avenue of research has not yet been abandoned and Plan D is still alive, but in the meantime I have implemented Plan E, which involves collecting my weekly compost and cycling it on a 30 minute journey to my sisters “Can-O-Worms” just outside the city. 

This is not a perfect solution but it’s a step in the right direction and adds to my kudos’ as a quirky aunt: my niece and nephews think that I’m ever such a kind person as I arrive every week with Tupperware containers full of food for their worms.

This little ongoing compost adventure started out being an issue about how I deal with my kitchen compost and has evolved into a wonderful discovery of different individuals, groups, and organisations in my community who are all passionate about compost!  


The End.


We hope that you enjoyed this little story and that it inspires you to share some of your own stories. We very much look forward to hearing from you in future newsletters. 


Sinéad, Angie, Petra and Catherine


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