Noted (17th of Jan 2012)

                           Once upon a bright day, my Mrs. X accidentally meet a crippled man. She felt so much empathy towards him that she was him for few moments, feeling all what he felt and feels. Though she continued her daily routine, his shadow was there within her. By that night, she broke her ankle to the extent of necessitating the implant of a metal plate and multiple screws. As if, bridging.
                          And once upon a brighter day, my Mrs. Y meet the same crippled man. She had so much compassion towards him that she honored the courage he had in him to choose his life path while she reaffirmed her own choice of expanding through joy and perfect health. By that night, brighter stars filled the sky.
                          Whether to be Mrs. X or Mrs. Y, kindly choose consciously my heart centered reader.