Finding community in the alley between the dumpsters

Finding community in the alley between the dumpsters

I woke up this morning muttering, "I'm dying," and feeling much like Cameron in THIS scene from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. In the movie, Ferris replies to his friend via telephone, "You're not dying, you just can't think of anything good to do."

Of course what I meant was, "I'm dyeing." And also, "I'm SO over it!"

. . . 

It is so easy to focus on the negative things in life. I think this is a tough human trait to overcome. I've been taking steps lately to shift my responses to events and especially to my own thoughts. To do this requires being aware of my thoughts in the first place. I've toyed with meditation in the broader sphere of yoga practice for decades, but this is the first time I've been able to stick with a committed practice for many months in a row. I attribute that to support from a community. 

About six months ago I was exiting the back side of a parking garage in downtown Fort Collins and I stopped dead in my tracks.