Many of us delight in caressing smooth new baby cheeks, the years-worn wrinkled hands and faces of the aged, and the softness of our beloved pets.
This photo is my favorite hugging tree. And I just love laying my hands on the bark of that cypress, the face of my beautiful friend, just like I have done to my beloved Robert’s cheeks.
For me, it’s a communion, a loving oneness. Nothing and everything is communicated during the silent touch, and I will continue to see the Divine in all the faces around me.