January 24, 2020-
Every community has its pain. I saw lots in Peach Springs, just as I did so many years ago, in various communities of the Navajo (Dineh) and Hopi Nations-and I know the pain continues, even though life is better, in some parts of the old Home Base. So, too, there was, and is, pain in Phoenix, in La Paz County and here in Prescott. I heard of suffering in Seligman, which is en route to any point northwest of here, yesterday, when I stopped for an early dinner.
People have their concerns, their agonies and their setbacks. What makes the difference in much of this, is the extent to which the suffering souls lay their woes at the feet of others. I’ve done some of that, and have thankfully learned to put that mindset behind me. Whine and cheese are not the stuff of social progress.
I have said a bit about what I’d like to see in Peach Springs, though my own skill sets may not do much, immediately, to help that community, on the ground. Prescott does have a few programs in place, which can help those who are knocked down, in getting themselves upright. Essentially, though, it falls to each person to determine his/her own course of action. The Blame Game may be mildly salving, for a day or so, then the confusion sets in, as one sees no progress.
When I last found myself really foundering, I had to set concrete steps for my own recovery. They involved a mix of travel, social media-journaling, exercise, photography and involvement in the community that I chose as Home Base. That mix still suits me, and it will long continue.
My hopes for each community that matters in my heart is that strong and good-hearted people will take the lead and show their family, friends and neighbours the way forward. I want to be there when these communities arise.