I love my hands. I am not sure most of us think about them too much, but really they are such incredible marvels of ‘biological machinery’ ! I think about mine a lot. When I think about all they do, all they can do, my heart bursts…Not only have mine been a source of lifelong joy as they are the conduit for my creative expression..( according to my parents, I have had way above average fine motor control since I was an infant…apparently ‘sewing’ into little pieces of fabric before I could even speak well) ,they are a large part of how I take information in from the world…I am one of those people who never truly understands anything until I have a chance to “do it” or touch something with my hands. I walk through a clothing shop and have to touch every fabric, I wander the forest running my hands over the trees…and, rudeness alert here…I like to eat with ’em too!
As they get older, I love the way they look…they are not beautiful, but they are so strong,so well worn and well used…I deeply appreciate them even more when I think about all they have done for me…My hands tell the story of my life.
What about you? What parts of yourself do you really love? What deserves some embellishment?
PS …gorgeous henna tattoo by the lovely Rebecca of Heartfire Henna….she is truly incredible…if you are ever in the area, you must go and see her…