Get the Dirt

I know a lot of people like to get the dirt.  I do too.  I buy some every year.  I used to get to go to Kmart, but alas, now I am forced to the Super Wal-Mart.  I buy soil.  Manure.  Stinky stuff and fluffy stuff.  I have a nice tall stack out by my front door even as I write.  And I CAN'T wait to use it.  But, first, I've got to prepare the garden, the space.  I have to get it ready to accept the new things. 
My dirt is good and healthy.  Though sometimes smelly. It gives strength and growth to new life. But, the dirt that many people like is not so good and never so healthy for the person that they have "dirt" on.  I like playing in the dirt.  Enjoy the growth it can bring.  But, the kind of dirt some people play in does not bring growth but humiliation and pain.
When choosing which kind of dirt to dig in.....be careful.  Be wise.  Don't bring someone down because you can.  Perhaps spend some time in the other kind of dirt where you will have time to think and reflect.  Getting the dirt on someone is a big responsibility.  Way more so than buying the dirt at the store.  So, don't use it.  Sometimes your friends will need to vent.  Sometimes you will.  But, the best of friends know how to clean up the dirt with us......not spread it around.  The world is full of dirt. MY life is full of dirt.  I treasure those who help me clean it up, not spread it around.  Don't you?
blessings,
rhonda