An overwhelming week of hand holding and conversations. So much so that I’m catching up on my posts after blacking out in support of the protests against sopa and pipa.
Each new person that I come across allows me to consider what I’m doing in new way. They offer a slightly different frame to look through or a question that sends me on a new tangent. It is a nourishment I am relishing that for me proves the need for touch and connection.
I have been contemplating the little hollow that exist between two hands as they are held together. I have become increasing aware that the palms never fully touch and of the sensation of electric energy that fizzes in the space. Like a trace of each other is being passed between hands. When i started 19 days ago I did not think I would have shared such energy and time with people. My nerves continue but I am also warmed and excited by each new encounter.