The word humble begins in dirt.
From the Latin humus, earth, come humble and humility, and from the same ancient root comes human: the earthling, earth with breath moving through it.
This book follows that word down into the ground and finds two doors. One opens into the strength of the earth, the power a fighter finds by lowering his stance and a tree finds by rooting in the dark. The other opens out of hell, the kind pride builds in hearts, homes, and nations, where the only way out runs down.
Along the way walk the Desert Fathers and Mothers, Black Elk and Rumi, Daoist sages and Zen cooks, Tibetan masters, George MacDonald and Dante, His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie I, soil chemists, earthworms, and a dung beetle that steers by the Milky Way.
In five parts, Humility moves from the low place itself, through the body's own strength in stance and breath, out through the door of hell, across many houses of wisdom, and home to Christ, who went lowest of all. Seasoned with holy humor and closing every chapter with contemplations for the reader to carry, it is a book for anyone ready to come down and stand under.
The low place is where power can finally pass through a person without turning into poison.