I don't recall where I heard that women are on a higher spiritual rung, but damn all this crying. At work men frequently tell me that they do not become overcome with emotion like women do. I am a firm believer that we all feel deeply regardless of hardware. Some of us express the emotion in a more familiar manner, like crying. Mister wonders why I always clap and celebrate others perceived accomplishments. I think it is part of my make-up. You know, it's just how I am built, career aside. Don't most people want to see others overcome? Okay, overcome might be the wrong word. Don't we all want to see others realize their true selves? I am a firm believer that one that is spiritually in tune overcomes the adversity of their childhood/adulthood. What lesson are you still learning? Forgiveness, self-love/acceptance. Their are so many side issues associated with the prior listed. May we treat ourselves with kindness.

Occupying this vessel is painful! The message I have received from so many people this year is that it is hard being human. I can attest to that message. It is hard being human. It is difficult wearing this skin. I think it is the vulnerability that we must deal with that makes it so uncomfortable. I used to envy the Everest climbers, but I have come to realize that they walked the self realization walk as well. The pain that I feel, that you feel, they felt in prior lifetimes. So, we will all in time be Everest climbers. All the shame of being who you are this life time will pass. I truly believe that I called this experience to me. It is how I have chosen to experience my souls higher purpose. How else would I experience What I am? I am this creature that feels others pain. How else could I be a thoughtful, caring being? Today I am thankful for the gift of sharing others pain. Be a willing ear to another soul, it's what makes us human. Peace, walk with grace.

I know there is so much going on in the world, and a lot of people pass daily from illness. I don't usually comment on people passing, but Farrah' illness is a sensitive topic for me. I pray that she feels the love of the world around her. I pray that her mother and angels make her passing easy. I pray that her spiritual Guide brings her comfort. I pray that she feels not her ending, but the continuation of her souls journey. May she live and pass with Grace.

I just finished my morning run. I am full, my cup runneth over. The sun is up usually at 4:30 in my part of Japan, so I am out the door no later than 5:10. The morning air is cool, for which I am grateful. It can get so muggy back in Georgia at the same time of day. Step out your door and inhale deeply. The air seems so fresh this early. The quiet is a gift. Mister runs at 7:00, I keep telling him he's missing so much that late. We live in a running community, 7:00 is the preferred running hour. At 5:00, I feel that I have the universe to myself. All of my senses are engaged. My commune with my Creator is unfiltered. Today, I am thankful for my senses. I am thankful for all the stimulation that fills me at 5 in the morning. I am thankful that I can take that fullness with me throughout my day. Walk with Grace.