talking to myself

I was thinking kind of along these lines after I airlifted a spider out of the bathtub it was trapped in, with a long strip of toilet paper. I felt a bit of love watching the spider run free and safe. Then when I took a shower the next day, I saw the spider up at the ceiling in the bathroom. Normally I would be scared of it and want it to go away, but I watched it run around, and wasn't afraid. I wondered if a bit of love pushed out a bit of fear.

That, or I'm just being weird again.

Your not being weird at all, just growing in awarness, thanks for sharing.

peace

mark