I just realized a key. My thirst for knowledge and understanding is greater than my sensitivity to being hurt, ridiculed or scoffed at. Maybe I touched the stove and it wasn't as bad as I thought!
My dog Rufus must think along similar lines because he plots and schemes how to get human food tirelessly. I can picture him using his imagination. He one time took a can of tuna off the counter only to drop it behind the first cellar step when I walked in. And I could swear the look on his face was "What tuna"? He allowed me to believe that it was me who had imagined having placed a can of tuna on the counter in the first place. -- --- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups ""Minds Eye"" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
