The Tender Touch

Saying goodbye to one of my dear friends lately, I enjoyed the tenderness with which
she hugged me. Thinking that I wanted more such tenderness in my life, I suddenly
realised that I have to show it myself to begin with!
I seem to be a hurry scurry person, but I am constantly trying to slow down. I want to
become more mindful in EVERY single act of my life: whether drinking my tea, going out
with the garbage, brushing my teeth, chopping wood, or holding my mother’s hand. I have
tried to connect my acts with mantras, with the breath, or simply stopping – lots of
different ways to remind myself not to hurry, but to act mindfully.
What I realise now, is that you need to find a way that speaks to your innermost feelings,
to your essence.
For me, tenderness is one of the most important aspects of human behaviour. Touching
things tenderly softens me and makes me happy on a very deep level. Perhaps it doesn’t
work when writing on the computer, but once I’ve finished writing I will handle my
laptop with – tenderness.

A tender touch