Last month I had the opportunity to attend a party where some famous people were gathering.
When I shook hands with an artist I felt some strange emptiness. I was then with a friend who had some pain in his hand, so I took his hands in mine and his pain left.
I have too many stories concerning my hands, but last night it came to my mind the one hand I can still remember from when I was young. it might sound out of a fairy tale, but honestly I haven’t felt in anyone else. The softness and kindness that reveals a kind of profound peace and trust. Maybe more than thirty years have passed, but let me share this image with you.




