Psychology Today | 12.11.2026 20:06
For the last three years, my husband has headed off to our local park most Sundays. Braving the sweltering Texas summers and occasional winter frost, he is joined by an impromptu group of fellow players from different countries, jobs, ages, and backgrounds. The seeming sacredness of this act may come from a shared love of soccer, or fútbol, but what I see as most magnificent is the emergent nature of the collective. There is no sign-up or group text; whoever arrives plays. The group trusts people will turn out, and whatever that looks like will work.
