July 5th, 2022…

This morning on Town Neck Beach…missed connections, a lost wallet, a dropped s’more, forgotten beach toys, and still smoldering bonfires. I briefly helped a guy search for his wallet (it was found). He was so grateful that in return he offered to help me clean up the beach.

I texted the number I blurred out on this note. I didn’t want anyone waiting for a call or text all summer. I hope they have another way to connect with the person they met on Town Neck Beach last night.

4th of July 2022: Parades, friends, family, games, swimming, cocktails, cook-outs., sunsets, fireworks…and another (all too common) mass shooting in America by a young man with a legally purchased, high-powered rifle—a weapon of war.

“When nearly 3,000 people died on 9/11, it was enough to create massive change in our society. Over ten times as many people die from guns each year. Where is the social change?”
DaShanne Stokes

DaShanne was born in RacineWisconsin in 1978. His mother gave birth to him when she was a teenager. He was raised in Las Vegas by adoptive parents of Lakota heritage, who he believed were his biological parents. In 1996 he began higher education at Boston University. In 1998, after moving to South Dakota, he discovered by accident that he was adopted, and he was not biologically a Native American.[1] Stokes has a B.S. in biology from the University of South Dakota; a Master's in psychology from Boston University; an additional Master's in sociology from Minnesota State University, and a doctorate from the University of Pittsburgh in sociology.

a few thoughts on lingering…

Yesterday in my South End Studio NIA class, my friend and instructor Sabrina talked about lingering. She spoke about savoring moments…quiet, personal awareness, and being intentional about not letting those moments fade from memory (or sensation) too soon.

linger: to be slow in parting or in quitting something

This had resonance for me. I’ve thought a lot about lingering over the last 24 hours.

I find beauty and inspiration in so many realms all day, every day. I generally see this part of me as a gift. Sometimes, however, the frequency can feel more like a curse…perhaps lingering is the solution.

I want to linger in the face of…

awe

curiosity

memory

spark

wonder

delight

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers and the world is more and more.Tennyson

Thank you Sabrina! ❤️