Emmanuel says that there is nothing like the exquisite pleasure of savoring a human life.  He should know, he’s a spirit without one–or so he says.  Wouldn’t that be interesting, that a being, once human, is jealous of us here trodding the planet with all our hangnails and whining.

Savoring my life.  I think I’ll do that today.  I am SO glad to be here and now. Where She meets me, where we enjoy each other so dearly.