Almost half way through the week and I have really enjoyed
this exercise. I recently recognized
that my best friend through life has been my physical body. It has stuck by me and
provided unconditional service! This exercise has given me a chance to focus on
just one part of my body, my hands.
I clearly remember the moment I learned to type without
having to plan and execute every finger placement. I think of all of the remarkable
things I have touched all over the world. I wonder why when my hairdresser
washes my hair it feels so much better than when I wash my hair. I think of all
the handshakes and the messages passed through that customary touch. I could
not count how many times my hands have saved me from a fall or protected me
from danger. Why do I use my hands when I talk or place them in the same place
when I ponder? I recall how my grandmother’s right hand looked after her stroke
and notice that when I am stressed I hold my hand in the very same way.
My hands appear to be a doorway to the soul. So much more
powerful than I every viewed them before.
Dr. Bays points out that our hands are always caring for us. Even when
we sleep they are pulling put the blankets, turning off the alarm clock,
holding the body next to us, or in my case stroking my cats.
I am showing gratitude to my hands this week. Slathering
them in lovely lotions, massaging and stretching them and appreciating their
tireless work.
Namaste
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