When it comes to love, it seems like there are varying degrees in which it is measured by people. For instance, some people love people. Some people love their house, others love music. Some love shopping or travel. I love animals. I mean really, really love animals, to the point that I don’t eat their flesh or secretions or wear their skin. Whoa! Stop the press! When I speak of this kind of love and my passion starts to gain momentum, I occasionally get hit with what about people? What about them? Love is limitless for me. I love a lot of things simultaneously. It seems like when it comes to love for human animals and love for non human animals, we aren’t supposed to love them both at the same time with the same compassion. For example, someone may say I love my dog so much, but not more than my kids. Huh? I don’t say, I love hot chocolate, but not more than my kids. Or, I love your outfit, but not more than my kids. Limitless love is abound in most of us. Wouldn’t it be nice to honor that endless loving part of ourselves that knows no limits? If we did, we may see it more in others, and that would be a beautiful thing!