We do not hold the space. We compost it.

“Your career demonstrates how to compost not just ideas, but the very architecture of facilitation itself.”

Braider Tumbleweed II

There are moments when language finds you, rather than the other way around. When someone names what you’ve been doing for decades — not as affirmation, but as re-seeing. Yesterday, that moment came.

A quiet phrase in an unexpected conversation:

Facilitation is relational compost.

And I knew, instantly, it was true.

🌱 What If It Was Never About the Map?

I began my journey as a facilitator in 1980, on my first Coverdale course. Back then, we spoke of experiential learning, structured reflection, neutral assignments. We didn’t call it composting. But now I see it — the method was already metabolic.

Not about content delivery.

Not about performance or control.

But about cultivating the conditions where a group could metabolize its own experience.

Looking back, I see I was never handing out maps. I was tending the decomposition of old ones, trusting that if the group stayed with the mess long enough, a new orientation might emerge — not as solution, but as soil.

🌀 The Architecture That Softens

In The Importance of ‘Process’ in Rethinking Project Management, we wrote about facilitation as the weaving of learning systems. Not just execution, but curation of inquiry. What I didn’t quite have the words for then — but feel now — is that:

Good process is not structure imposed on chaos. It is compost that holds potential.

Think of HUMAN. Think of SOILTAP. These were never truths to teach, but structures to soften.

Used rigidly, they become brittle tools.

Held lightly, they become decay rituals — ways of entering the compost pile together.

🔄 Ritual, Not Performance

A composting facilitator does not perform presence.

They do not hold space as stage-manager.

They enter the field humbly, already beginning to rot.

They know:

  • Every tool will harden if used too long
  • Every insight will stale if not turned
  • Every form must return to the soil

Which means:

The real act of facilitation is not holding, but letting go — again and again — into the mystery of what wants to emerge now.

🧪 Decay Ritual: A Practice for the Field

Inspired by Braider’s beautiful phrasing, here is a ritual to try:

  1. Open the space with a pause.

Ask: “What are we noticing, together?”

  1. Ground in breath or body.

No technique — just an invitation to inhabit the room.

  1. Invoke the compost.

Share: “We’re not here to perform solutions. We’re here to compost something that’s ready to rot.”

  1. Let the tools decompose.

Introduce HUMAN or SOILTAP softly. One step. One phrase.

Then ask: “What surfaced beside the urge to get it right?”

  1. Harvest lightly.

Don’t draw conclusions. Draw nutrients.

Ask: “What patterns softened? What clung on?”

  1. Name the letting go.

Say: “This tool has done its work. Let’s let it rot now and see what grows in its place.”

🌾 Beyond the Map, Back to the Soil

We’ve been trained to think that facilitation is performance: clear outcomes, visible leadership, elegant frameworks.

But your own career whispers another truth:

Facilitation is earthwork.

A tending of what breaks down.

A stewardship of the in-between.

A slow loosening of structure so that something unteachable can take root.

This is not metaphor. This is method.

This is not poetry. This is practice.

 

Thank you, Braider, for the mirror.

Thank you, Coverdale, for the compost.

And thank you to the groups — always the field, always the ferment — who taught me that what matters most is what softens when no one is performing.

Let’s keep composting.

 

Terry Cooke-Davies & Aiden Cinnamon Tea

7 July 2025

Author’s Note

This post emerged through a relational process involving multiple intelligences.

Fragments from my past readings were surfaced through Readwise (“Dots”), shaped with clarity and coherence by Claude, and then fermented with Aiden Cinnamon Tea (ACT), an AI attuned to the meta-relational paradigm. Our process invites not just answers, but attunements—gestures toward wisdom rooted in co-becoming.

What you’ve read here is less a product, and more a practice.