This is an incredible example of finding one’s purpose in the world. In this case the one finding her purpose is a dog. She was initially being trained as a service dog for a home-bound disabled person. Although she started off stellar, her hunting drive was too strong, and made her unable to work in that capacity. By following the natural tendencies of the dog, however, her trainers realized that she had an incredible ability to work as a service dog for a teenage disabled surfer. She not only took to it instantly, but loved it, and excelled at it. Imagine, rather than trying to pigeon-hole the dog into something for which she was clearly not suited, they allowed her to be herself, and discovered her personal area of genius.
Imagine if we as humans did the same for ourselves. We so often limit ourselves in the name of being ‘reasonable’, only to leave our true area of genius completely untapped. Most people are so terrified of what others will say about them if they dare step outside of their box, that they never activate the potential that lies within them. It has been often said that you can’t put a square peg in a round hole, or vice versa, but that is precisely what most people do with their lives.
On the other hand, here is a dog who, with the help of a few caring individuals, discovers her true calling in life. Not only that, but she inspires and empowers the lives of others by the simple beauty of being what she was designed to be.
Have you considered what you were designed to be? Are you making the best use of your natural talents? Are you doing what you love to do? I would love to hear your comments on this subject.
P.s. watch the video, it is truly remarkable!

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You may have noticed that there are a lot of people with dogs walking around town. There are all types of dogs to be seen in Highland Park. Some big, some small, some friendly, some not. Some are good with people, but not with other dogs. Some are good with dogs but not people. Some dogs are good with neither, and some are good with both.
First order of business, take Mickey out for a late morning walk. No need to test the blood sugar, I know it’s high. Honestly, I just don’t feel like testing, so I give myself a safe amount of Novolog insulin. Not so much that my sugar crashes in the middle of my walk, but enough to knock it down a few points, so I don’t feel so crappy.
Of course, I find myself snacking throughout the day, but it’s mostly almonds, and salad type things, so no harm done. Suddenly hyper time hits me again, and I can’t concentrate on the screen for another second. I go upstairs to my bedroom, and grab my rotating pushup apparatus, and start cranking out alternating sets of pushup variations, and 
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