“The total number of minds in the universe is one.” Erwin Schrodinger, Physicist and Nobel prize winner.

The total number of Americans with an AR 15 is sixteen million, (None, I suspect, are Nobel prize winners): https://tinyurl.com/mrwzdxkw

You guys are familiar with my tendency to see the moment before me in relief, in contrast to life’s darker sides.

While biking the boards last Sunday I was so moved by the vista around me that once again I thought of another man, a man just like me. But he is looking at his prison cell’s wall while I take in the sea, sand and sky.

What anger could he not rein in? What greed or addiction to a substance lured him to ante up this sunny sack of gold? How could he risk losing bliss? I suspect in his life, he may have seen what I saw, but never felt what I felt.

Sunday’s boardwalk came alive with strollers, bikers, skateboarders. Spring leapt with life.

Out on the sand youngsters played on our Long Beach shore, laughing, running, tumbling under the sun.

Rockets soard:

Oystercatchers glided.

They swooped in their air dance, to breed, once again, on this tiny blue planet we share with them:

Wings mimicked the waves as they wove amidst them:

The surf aligned in similar winged harmony:

A love triangle soon appeared:

Where only the most ardent prevailed:

A phonester ignored the poem around him—for a text of March Madness? Or a photo—to share the moment?

Some of us experience a nice day. Others know a profound soul thing that resonates with a place deep within us. Those of like mind know of the place I speak.

It’s science too: “The total number of minds in the universe is one. In fact consciousness is a singularity phasing in all beings.” Erwin Schrodinger, Physicist and Nobel prize winner for his work on quantum mechanics.

For a healthier humankind, more of us need to visit this place of one mind.

Yes, you’ve read in my Sunday report that I do find refuge in this place of peace, as do many of you. But as we seek the bliss of sea and sand we can’t bury our heads in that sand—or anywhere else.

There’s a time to seek and a time to speak. I’m now speaking:

Our children are still being blown to pieces.

There’s a way of life that pervades America, a way of too much anger, too much greed, too much—ME—at all costs.

And way too much firepower.

I can understand hunters wanting to engage in the hunt, it’s a primal thing, I get that, maybe a phallic thing too. But do you need a weapon of war to hunt? Why not a howitzer? If you are that poor a shot, consider shooting pool. You’ll still retain that phallus extension—and gain the balls too.

In the meantime, take a walk on a beach, trek a trail in the woods, unarmed.

Allow yourself to just be. Notice the birds, but not name them, notice the clouds and just sail with them. Breathe the air and notice how it feels, how it fills your lungs, makes your belly rise, how relaxed it makes you feel. How good it is to fully realize life. To know peace.

It will only last a moment, though. So just do it again and again. Kinda like pulling a trigger again and again—but deep breathing always nurtures—triggers, not so much.

There are some among us who need this place more than others.

You who are overwhelmed by your life situation, it is to you I plead, seek help, and then:

Go where you might feel this sense of oneness with all of life. And there, whether you seek internal satisfaction, or the notice of others, you might be moved to help many others—rather than shoot another’s child:

Be well,

Leebythesea

See also:

When we are one https://leebythesea.me/2015/08/25/when-we-are-one/

America it’s Intervention Time https://leebythesea.me/2022/06/07/america-its-intervention-time/

American Pie: https://leebythesea.me/2018/03/31/american-pie/