Dear Fellow Truth-Lovers,

There is no getting around the imperfections of being human. I am undergoing physical therapy and yesterday my instructor led me into the exercise room. I don’t remember what the first machine did, but the second one I am calling “The Fart Machine.” I got onto it innocently enough, my dignity intact. I did every move as the instructor directed me to. I was proud of my prowess. But alas, when I got off, a sound of noises issued from my nether regions that would have scared a horse.

It wasn’t funny at the time, but last night in bed I begin to think of it. I laughed and laughed and laughed. The laughter was much more therapeutic than the exercises. They should charge extra for the after-effects caused by full exertion on this machine. I am laughing as I type.

I am a perfectionist by nature and that is why I am able to puncture my own ego when I write. I see everything wrong with me and then I poke fun at it.

If you didn’t know, I have a new ebook out and you should get one while they are still hot. Only sixteen people have stepped up and donated to the website to get one. If I can’t get rid of 25 ebooks, you may see me walking away from this site. I am operating from day to day and have seen that only a handful of people are drawn to truth-teachers. Vernon Howard suggested that the smaller your group is, the more truth is being delivered. Popularizers have large followings for a reason. They water everything down. I have suffered too much to put up with that.

Meanwhile, you can find me at home in the silence except when I am at the physical therapist doing my best to laugh at myself.

Love,
Vicki
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