The Phoenix · Becoming Community “The most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.” – Kurt Vonnegut I miss people. I miss little people, big people, happy people, crabby people. I miss the spontaneity that a safe environment supports. I miss hugging friends and rubbing …
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Gardening Lessons
“My garden is my most beautiful masterpiece.” Claude Monet I greet my overflowing garden each morning with amazement and humility. My garden is a miniature paradise, the closest I get to being an artist. In the garden I partner with the natural world, giving me a palette to experiment with wonder and delight, failure and recovery. I learn …
Jump Sober
The author spoke of his earlier self, describing how he so desperately wanted to bring good things into his life to attract the wealth, health and happiness he had always craved. He eagerly and often lined his shelves with tons of books about all things spiritual. This fascinated me, here was someone writing about wanting …
As Good As It Gets
There are times that feel bigger than life itself. When these times happen, we may be filled with immeasurable inspiration as we escape the usual routines of ordinary living. Many of the tensions of daily stress and world turmoil disappear in the abundance of such special moments. Some magic moments we never forget — the …
Volunteering Is Good Medicine
Volunteering is like a happiness pill. At least that’s true for Ruth, a recovering addict who lives at Knollwood Place, an apartment building for older adults in St. Louis Park. Ruth likes going to what she calls her “happy place” — helping others living in the building with recreational outings, special lunches, and other activities. …
Venturing into Vulnerability
I have had to slow down recently for health reasons. It’s not as easy as it sounds. Everything and everyone around me still whirls at a 21st century tempo and my body heals at a 16th century pace. Slowly. Step by step. Day by day. I am having a timeout, initiated by my body. Just …
When We Live Without an Observing Self
The oblivion we once hid from danger has now become our invisible prison. — Anonymous Have you ever said “Why can’t he see what he is doing? Isn’t it obvious to everybody!” or “Gee I never saw it that way before. Maybe you’re right” Most of us have moment of cluelessness, especially in matters pertaining …