Night Shift by Commodores
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Scott was a music aficionado. A piece of music was not just a piece of music. He was an encyclopedia of knowledge. I loved listening to him talk about music. Before he died, he was explaining to me the cultural significance and ground breaking music of Marvin Gaye.
I hadn't thought or listened to Marvin Gaye for many years. When I was a teenager, I remember the song Sexual Healing playing on the radio and my guy friends at the time singing away to it in the car on our way to the City. I liked Marvin Gaye's music too. As an older teenager at nineteen, I remember upon hearing of his death, the loss and punch to the gut we all felt when it happened.
When the Commodores came out with Night Shift in honor of Marvin Gaye, my friends and I played it over and over again.
A few years ago, I was headed to the horse ranch to meet the veterinarian on his way to treat my spirit horse Reanna, Night Shift came on the radio, my heart sunk and I knew as I listened to the music, that Reanna would be leaving me. Within an hour, his hand on Reanna's flank, tears in his eyes, the veterinarian looked at me saying there was nothing else he could do. She was gone within seconds after the vet gently administered the shot.
As I sit here, this morning, thinking of Scott and his music, Marvin Gaye and his genius, and my spirit horse Reanna, I realize how connected we all are in this mystery, this love, the creative force that sparks our dreams spilling love all over the place.