Last week was a tough one for our country. Especially for African-Americans. What happened in Charleston, South Carolina left me numb. I had to just sit to get my bearings.
I still haven’t processed it. Maybe I will never get my head around what happened. It was too violent. Too senseless. And we know that something similar will happen again. This country needs to address the past to get to the healing. We need to address so many things.
But none of us will make it through the day if we only think about the bad. So we go on and look for the good.
Today was the longest day of the year. The summer solstice. It was also Father’s Day. Those are two very good things in one day. I spent time with my family and had a nice meal.
When I was driving home, it was after 8pm and still light. I decided to chase the last of the light on this one day of the year when we have the most daylight. There’s something special about a day like this and I wanted to savor every last drop.
It started out raining in the morning, then cleared up and got warm and sunny. A perfect first day of summer. I took pictures of the sunset near an open field. The light remained.
It was also the first International Yoga Day. I didn’t get to do any yoga today, but I am almost done with my annual listing of free yoga classes in Boston. It should be up on the blog within the next day or so all new for 2015!
The last bit of light was looking at the Boston skyline from Wollaston Beach in Quincy. It was a beautiful sunset and smelled like the sea. Now I’ll do a bit of meditating and hope for a peaceful week for us all.
2 thoughts on “The Longest Day”
I always sort for the good even with the hurt, pain, outrage, & sorrow I feel about Charleston & other events. Otherwise, despair would be a place I lived. Thanks for this post.
Candelaria – It’s good to see that out of this tragedy more people are realizing how hateful the confederate symbols are to African-Americans. And they are being eliminated in a big cleanse. It seems that before this, most people weren’t making the connection.
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