Reason #7. My hands

I love my hands, they are one of my favourite body parts.

They look like my mom’s hands and that alone is a great reason for loving them this much.

When you are far away from your loved ones, seeing a bit of them reflected in you is a pretty special gift of sensorial connection.

But what I love the most about my hands is all that they allow me to create. In case you haven’t noticed, I am a creative person, so being able to plasm my emotions and vision on any given medium through my hands is everything to me.

I’ve always had a love affair and tremendous gratitude towards them. Said love affair probably started when I got to touch mom for the first time, it continued to grow when dad held my hand as a baby and as I found comfort in the cold texture of my pillow — which is a reason on it’s own that we’ll have to save for another day.

Through my hands I get to express myself, not only creatively but emotionally. I get to touch my husband, hug my friends and create energy. Yup, you read that right. I feel tremendous energy in my hands, that is where it presents itself to me in its most powerful way.

I am yet to understand what that all means but I don’t lose sleep over it, it will come to me as all things that are meant to be discovered do.

My hands are magical and another reason why I love myself so very damn much.

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