I love that we are all equal.
The illusion of wealth, social class, looks and brains appear to separate and segregate us, but at the end of the day everyone is human.
There are rich and famous people who are struggling with personal shame, blame and guilt and arrogance.
There are broke, dirty and homeless people who are fiercely loyal and kind hearted and completely humble.
In between these two extremes, there is everybody else.
We all have stuff.
We are all capable of being at either end of the spectrum.
There is no need for pedestals for the rich and famous or judgement against the homeless.
There is only room for respect and compassion for the path another human is on.
Nobody has an easy life, but anyone can have a beautiful life.
I love that.