I believe I need to go on a hiatus. Even though it feels like I just started, suddenly I think I need to take a break. If you could even call it that since I just started...

Strange how "taking a break" is showing up in almost every part of my life. It's a scary time. But it's also a liberating time.

I have a phobia of spiders. I don't mind snakes, I have one! Beetles, ants, other creepy crawlies intrigue me....but spiders put fear in me. Yes, even the Daddy Long Legs ones that can't even hurt me. I know they kill the "bad" bugs, and that they are actually handy to have in the house! But they always make me cringe.....until today.

Today I witnessed a first hand experience where love conquered fear. I was in the kitchen this evening, cleaning up from dinner, and I look down and I see a big daddy long legs. I know they aren't really all that big, but to me, this was big. But this one was hurt. It was missing a leg I think, but I couldn't really tell. I could tell it was hurt though. My whole heart went out to that poor spider, so I picked it up into my hand, and took it out side.

I PICKED up a spider!  About 10 minutes later I actually realized what I had just done. And then I realized that my love, my caring, my compassion for another living thing surpassed my fear.
...what a difference love can make....