When the rest of my life was falling apart, when I was lonely and afraid, depressed and self-destructive, I had dinner

Keywords: personal growth and spirituality , abraham maslow , creativity , psychology , self-development

A different way of looking at “the used life,” perhaps. As a means of using our capacities to create a firm foundation. As a way of coping with stress, overwhelm, and crisis. We’ve all got to have something—some series of behaviors, rituals, activities, skills—that make life worth living when it doesn’t feel that way. As for me, mine are rooted in the stuff of daily life. I have discovered that, no matter where I am, as long as I am making use of the present—by being creative, by using my body, by engaging my senses to the fullest and fulfilling the single most important responsibility I have to myself—to be alive— the miraculous is always in my backyard. It’s in my neighbors, my friends and loved ones. It’s in the birds and the butterflies. And, of course, it’s always in my kitchen. It’s dinner, friends. It’s dinner.

https://theusedlife.com/2021/07/05/a-life-worth-living

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