I enjoy people. I like to watch, experience, absorb, taste, feel, the human spirit. So often though, I am left with a question: Why does everyone think their way is the right way? I had a moment of reflection on my friendships and I saw the huge spectrum on which they fall. Some of my friends are no spice and others are cayenne pepper. I love that. I love the individuality of each of my friends, family, and acquaintances. S would not be S with out her zest and top of the charts, out of sight goals. C is C with her mellow sigh and her quiet pursuit of the life experience through art. Isaac is Isaac with his rap and his Ron Paul. I see A and her words someday changing the world... or the corner she reaches. She has begun, even now changing one person at a time. T is a bit fearful, I think, of the unknown. Thus she over-analyzes and does everything by the book. I have two divorced clients, B and N, both 58, both 5'10". They both choose to have blond hair and I have them both going to my hair-dresser. But their perspectives on life are vastly different one cynical and critical, worried and stressed, the other is.... perky. Life is rosy to her and she joys each moment with enthusiasm, even the hard knocks. Ch is stuck in her ways, Mi avoids anything deep and keeps life organized and controlled. Eric is lonely and drinks and is slowly gaining back his weight... his eyes reveal his spirit. There are more.... sooo many. I could sit and reflect....bringing out the perspectives and beauty I see in each soul. The more I grow the more I see each persons need to be validated. Is the need to be right an inherent desire to know that we are individuals? We all need our own space to fill with our own beliefs. A threat to belief threatens our space, thus threatening our existence. So we demand, some more subtly than others, to be heard. We demand life to be on our terms. I understand fully now why the Bible says," every man's ways are right in His own eyes."