Then I went to coffee with a young woman from our congregation. Wonderful conversation -- and we both commented on the lovely spring weather blooming. Such richness.
I stopped in at the hospital before racing home, as my husband had special plans for us. We went out for a quick (and late) lunch, and then visited a place I had heard about for many years: The Pavek Museum of Broadcasting.
I felt that I had stepped back in time, into a large and wide version of my father's old TV Sales and Service Shop. There was a faint smell of wires and picture tubes, old signs that flashed "Philco" and "Zenith" and "Crosley". We learned about the history of the phonograph and of radio waves, and I remembered how my dad tried to help me understand the difference between AM and FM Radio Waves (Amplitude Modulation and Frequency Modulation -- I think that's right.) We saw a brief movie of a strange instrument called a "theremin" -- (you can hear it in the Beach Boys' song "Good Vibrations".)
Later on, it was still light, still warm, so I took Scout on a brief walk around the neighborhood, where she got some good pets from a friend. Such richness.
Good vibrations. Radio Waves. Conversations. Brainstorms and Visions. Waves and ways of hearing and seeing.
Tapping into the Spirit. Such Richness.