The Angel of Enthusiasm is continuing to amuse me. It's funny how sometimes you can look at something without really seeing it. Yesterday I'd no sooner written the blog on the original definition for the word enthusiasm, which means "as being filled by a divine afflatus (which is "to blow upon or toward") when my attention was directed to the bookcase. A little cherub filled with divine afflatus was blowing a kiss my way. I laughed at the synchronicity of her humbly kneeling on a heart of love.