Today I want to think about spiritual living. I have always believed in God and Jesus and the belief has just been a fabric of my being. My husband says I don't believe in the right way, hum, he can only speak for himself. I believe in the teachings of many of the enlightened that have lived throughout time. Buddha and Christ being two of the main teachers of a thoughtful, caring life for me. I had God speak to me when I was seven years old and I was told that the way of life should be through love. I tried to figure out a way that I could love others and show it. What does love look like. Well, my seven year old brain told me that I should hug people. Touching others with a hug would be one way to show love. This has worked fine in most cases but hugging is now becoming something of an issue, with so much child abuse and I have run into people that freak out when touched. It is sad that our society has put a bad spin on hugging. I think hugging is about healing not destruction. A poem I wrote years ago has the line, "I want to reach out my hand and touch those I can hoping love will show the way." I still believe that hugs and love show a spiritual path that God approves of.