These days have been rather long ones. At times, interminable. One day bleeds into the next. One moment in time quickly forgotten. Which is why we need to build up many calm, happy, soothing moments into one big collage in our minds.
We must actively pursue these moments anywhere and everywhere we happen to be. Here is a tiny place in a quickly gone moment where people were basking in a man-made tiny beach in the heart of an urban jungle. Built from the remnant of a railroad float transfer bridge that had settled on the river bed. This Brooklyn beach is designed to mimic natural tidal pools typically found along rocky coasts. a place of zen surrounded by harsh realities and fears. Yet, that moment cam be stored in our memory bank and occasionally pulled out to pull us back into our stronger selves.
Categories: Culture, current events, mental health, new york, photography, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
Funny How Just one Photo
or Word like Beach Will Bring
A Whole New World Back…
A Place Where You are
Totally Different
Another
‘Autistic Person’ entirely
From Who You are now..
So Afraid So Afraid So Punished
By Every Cultural Environmental Stimulus
And Human Emotion too.. Just
so Overwhelming all through
the Miles of Life Just
too much just
too much…
Cat in a Cage
in a Lightening Storm…
Everyone Else at Peace
So easy their Life Seems
For they cannot See What
Brews Within The Storm of my Soul..
“Storm of my Soul’.. Such A Different Talk
And Walk Than A Dance of “SonG oF mY SoUL”
Now only if someone could have Showed me How at 42
18 Years ago.. Then after Doing the Same Job For 18 long
Years.. one i could Handle at Least in the Same Place with
the Same People who had gotten use to the Different of me…
Reduction in Federal Force.. Moved into A place of Employment
i had never been before..
A Job i had never
done before…
And a Job
in the Military
Administration Building
of a Big Navy Station that
No one else knew how to do either…
As they said Just wander the Halls maybe
Someone will be able to answer Your Questions…
How Timid my Voice
Was setting it
on the
Answering Machine
That Day Soaking With
Nervous Sweat as i already had almost
20 Years in close to the Golden Handcuffs
of Retirement in Federal Employment but so overwhelmed
by a New Environment that the Only Way Saving A Storm of my
Soul that
Day is
the Navy
Station was located
on the Beach.. So i went
Back Home (the Beach) on my Lunch
Break and i knew somehow i would get through…
Nature has always been my FRiEnD and now the
Rest of the World is no longer Overwhelming ‘FiEnd’ as of
Course the
World
of Nature
Was Never ‘the
Enemy’ to Begin with..:)
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I went for my trike ride today, out on the greenway and by the west pond – and I found myself trying consciously to take al of it in, the greenery, the flowers, the birds, the changing water, the City Of Davis uniformed man working on the watering system (they’re reducing the water requirements by a third in anticipation of fire season in California).
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