I finally figured it out: I'm a hermit crab. Met the little buggars walking to the beaches of St. John. I don't know what sets off their sensors -- perhaps changes in air pressure as you prepare to step on them? They retract into their shells, and like infants, think themselves disappeared. As you can imagine, it hasn't been working all that well for me either.
My vow this year is to do less. That translates into less studying (but more learning), less eating (period), less worrying and less carrying the same old baggage in the same old ways. Some days are different; others a repeat of the past. No need to catastrophize, though, I must try again.
So, yesterday, in the spirit of Doing Things Differently I went to a workshop organized by New Haven's Just Moves and I danced. You could say it was dancing for social justice, which doesn't make any sense if you haven't done it yet, but the longer I've lived here during a time where there has been so much violent death, the more the work of Elijah Anderson and others I've read, the longer I've been conversation with people who classify disfiguring and murderous violence as a public health emergency and a human-made disaster, the more I am convinced that smart policing alone is only part of the solution. Part of the solution comes from the heart (connectedness) and the belly (having a primal hunger satisfied in communion with others).
So, here I am a self-professed human crab who cooks two times a year (if pressed). This should be an interesting experiment. to be continued ...
My vow this year is to do less. That translates into less studying (but more learning), less eating (period), less worrying and less carrying the same old baggage in the same old ways. Some days are different; others a repeat of the past. No need to catastrophize, though, I must try again.
So, yesterday, in the spirit of Doing Things Differently I went to a workshop organized by New Haven's Just Moves and I danced. You could say it was dancing for social justice, which doesn't make any sense if you haven't done it yet, but the longer I've lived here during a time where there has been so much violent death, the more the work of Elijah Anderson and others I've read, the longer I've been conversation with people who classify disfiguring and murderous violence as a public health emergency and a human-made disaster, the more I am convinced that smart policing alone is only part of the solution. Part of the solution comes from the heart (connectedness) and the belly (having a primal hunger satisfied in communion with others).
So, here I am a self-professed human crab who cooks two times a year (if pressed). This should be an interesting experiment. to be continued ...
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