I am not sure why I have been sitting here thinking about warm fuzzies tonight. Maybe because I love getting hugs and they feel like warm fuzzies. When friends and clients come to visit me, I get lots of warm fuzzies and they get warm fuzzies from me too. I remember reading a story years ago about warm fuzzies, so I went in search of the story. Unfortunately, it did not end the way I remember. But it still affirmed for me the need to share my love openly with others. Love is one of those gifts we have which we can never run out of in our lives. one of the things I remember learning while reading don Miguel Ruiz’s book The Mastery of Love is about how what makes us happy is when we share the love we have inside us. When I do not share my love with others, or myself it is as if I am giving others and myself cold pricklies, not warm fuzzies. The more warm fuzzies (aka love) that I freely share the more opportunities I provide for others to share their warm fuzzies with me.