Streaming recommendations

I’ve discovered a few uplifting series and movies. You may have found some too. Please share your recommendations in comments.

Modern Love – series based on New York Times column and podcast. On Amazon Prime.

Unorthodox – based on Deborah Feldman’s memoir. I love the gal who plays the main character. Inspiring to witness what she overcomes. On Netflix. Just 4 episodes. (Yes, I watched them all in one night)

The Upside – movie starring Bryan Cranston and Kevin Hart. Very sweet and funny. On Amazon and Showtime. Paraplegic hires a parolee as his personal caregiver.

Self Made – series starring Octavia Spencer, based on true story of Madame C.J. Walker, another inspiring story of a woman overcoming obstacles. Available on Netflix.

The Kominsky Method – series starring Michael Douglas and Alan Arkin. An endearing friendship between 2 men. On Neflix.

Two Popes – movie starring Anthony Hopkins. Story of Pope Benedict XVI and Pope Francis on Netflix.

Dead To Me – Comic drama on Netflix. One season, 2nd season coming in June!

Previously, I’ve been drawn to crime series, true crime, etc. These days I’m gravitating to lighter uplifting shows. Imagine that.

Happy Watching!

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Are we listening now?

This from 2018, could have been written today.  Features dancer,  Quentin Robinson  from Missoula, MT. I once came across him dancing in the park. I felt lucky, as if I had gotten into a dance performance for free.

And we love you,  John Prine

Resilient by Rising Appalachia

Choosing

Yesterday all I could feel was the cruelty and unfairness of this life we live. I woke up feeling it. Later in the day, I heard news of  a family member that broke my heart. Our estrangement makes it impossible to reach out. Grief is just love with no where to go.

Today, I am choosing to see the beauty in this world. Is it not such a mix? It is about choice. Choosing to see the beauty, amongst the cruelty and loving it.

Love to you all.

Are we listening?

Are we listening? Some are out of fear, some have welcomed the quiet, some are rebelling, keeping their doors open. Of course we are scared, have needed the quiet and want to argue that this isn’t happening, no not to me.

Those who want to believe they are in control are rattled, holding onto their believe system even harder than before. Some of us just want all to be forgiven and love even harder.

Excerpt from The Final Frontier

This morning, I read from One Long River of Song, Notes on Wonder. It is a wonder to read exactly what one needs to hear at just the right time. It is a wonder that some , namely Brian Doyle, here, are able to put in words what is called for. I share with you in the event you may need to read this as well.

Excerpt from The Final Frontier by Brian Doyle

Of course you do your absolute best to find and hone and wield your divine gifts against the dark. You do your best to reach out tenderly to touch and elevate as many people as you can reach. You bring your naked love and defiant courage and salty grace to bear as much as you can, with all the attentiveness and humor you can muster. This life after all a miracle and we ought to pay fierce attention every moment, as much as possible.

But you can not control anything. You cannot order or command everything. You cannot fix and repair everything. You cannot protect your children from pain and loss and tragedy and illness. You cannot be sure you will always be married, let alone happily married. You cannot be sure you will always be employed, or healthy, or relatively sane.

All you can do is face the world with quiet grace and hope you make a sliver of difference. Humility does not mean self-abnegation, lassitude, detachment; it’s more calm recognition that you must trust in that which does not make sense, that which is unreasonable, illogical, silly, ridiculous, crazy by the measure of most of our culture. You must trust the you being the best possible you matters somehow. That trying to be an honest and tender parent will echo for centuries through your tribe. That doing your chosen work with creativity and diligence will shiver people far beyond your ken. That being an attentive and generous friend and citizen will prevent a thread or two of the social fabric from unraveling. And you must do all of this with the certain knowledge that you will never get proper credit for it, and in fact the vast majority of things you do right will go utterly unremarked. Humility, the final frontier, as my brother Kevin used to say. When we are young we build a self, a persona, a story in which to reside, or several selves in succession, or several at once, sometimes; when we are older we take on other roles and personas, other masks and duties; and you and I both know men and women who become trapped in the selves they worked so hard to build, so desperately imprisoned that sometimes they smash their lives simply to escape who they no longer wish to be; but finally, I think, if we are lucky, if we read the book of pain and loss with humility, we realize that we are all broken and small and brief, that none amongst us is ultimately more vulnerable or rich or famous or beautiful that another; and then, perhaps, we begin to understand something deep and true about humility.

That is what I know: that the small is huge, that the tiny is vast, that pain is part and parcel of the gift of joy, and that this is love, and then there is everything else. You either walk toward love or away from it with every breath you draw. Humility is the road to love. Humility, maybe, is love. That could be. I wouldn’t know; I’m a muddle and a conundrum shuffling slowly along the road, gaping in wonder, trying to see and say what is, trying to leave shreds and shards of ego along the road like wisps of litter and chaff.

How’s everybody?

Last night, my musician friend, hosted a live performance via facebook. I was able to invite friends to the “party”. For about an hour, I was able to imagine us sitting in a public place and feel the connection the music created. Then it was back to Netflix, along with a little ice cream.

This morning I am hesitant to go on social media. I need a break from some of the information on there, but it was such a treat in these times to have a party last night.

I have been humbled. The earth seems a little more pleased with how things are. When we get back to daily lives, I do hope we remain mindful of this time, and not take all we do have for granted.

A few months before social distancing, I was in a group doing Contemplative collage. A method used to help create writing prompts. It reveals symbols and insight. Thank goodness I have a stack of National geographic. This afternoon, our group is sharing via conference call. I’ll share my latest collage.

What are you doing to find peace as of late?

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