One thing I’ve discovered during this pandemic is that, without commercials, there are actually some good shows on television. I have fallen in love with Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist. It’s the most innovative musical I’ve ever seen, with wonderful actors and fine writing. The main character’s parents are Mary Steenburgen and Peter Gallagher. At the end of the first season, the dad character dies. Having seen that event before Kevin’s passing, I didn’t have the heart/nerve to watch more. After his memorial today, I watched the next episode, which supposedly takes place six weeks after the character’s death. Watching their struggle to start living again, I realized how much I have shut down during the last four weeks. I appreciate the insights and wonderful stories I heard from Kevin’s friends all around the country during our Zoom chat today. It has helped, talking to people who loved him. In the television show I’ve referred to, Zoey hears people singing what they’re thinking. She calls them “heart songs”. It’s easy to avoid things we deem too painful to face. I’d really like to pull the covers over my head and sleep until spring. Hum — maybe just until the temperature is over zero degrees?
“Ill-arranged notes produce discord. Tones of the human mind may be different, but they should be concordant in order to blend properly. Unselfish ambition, noble life-motives, and purity, — these constituents of thought, mingling, constitute individually and collectively true happiness, strength, and permanence.” Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 58:5
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