Isn't it funny how good it feels when all your parts come together? I feel so blessed to be in this time and place and to have the opportunity and ability to be a creator. Sometimes I forget that aspect of myself. Yet, the creator part of me is so vital to my well being. Today, an old friend sent me a copy of a poem I wrote about 10 years ago, while I was studying hand analysis with her. It gave me goosebumps to read it again. I thought I'd share it with you today.
Mysteries of the Hand Revealed
When first we met
I knew not yet
The glories of your soul.
Until I peered into your hands
And Stories did unfold.
The lines and marks and fingerprints
so cleverly revealed,
The secrets of your inner life
Long zealously concealed.
The purpose that you came to live
The gifts that you so freely give,
The fears that tend to hold you back
And cause you to feel loss or lack.
The way you open up your heart,
The way you live your life...an art.
All part of your dear soul's great plan.
All neatly written in your hand.
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