Shaking Hands with Your Heart in Your Palms–by Daniel Holland
“Don’t be afraid to put your heart in the palm of your hands and shake the hands of your fellow human beings.” –Daniel Holland
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I like this! It is the essence of connection….brilliant….there’s a saying “heart in our throats” when we’re in a state of anxiety…but heart in our palms as we reach out to others….this is a good image.
Daniel,
These last three entries have been lovely in the images they evoke and the sentiment you attach to simple acts. Sometimes, we bumble along and need the clear vision (and giggles) to shake up our perceptions.
Thanks