“ I wish I had not got from my mother, or my father was it, the need to grasp and be grasped, because it drives me into the arms of idiots who want to crush me. Wonderful, idiotic crushing in the night. Can’t you just crush me in the night?”

Howard Baker – English Playwright

Today I found buried beneath much larger volumes, a very small book called ‘The Embrace’. I must have had it for quite a few years; in fact I am not even sure I didn’t buy it for someone else. And when I read the above, I was reminded of how many of us start out so sensually in our relationships and then life’s layers thicken until we are embraced more by our circumstances than by each other’s arms.

We come closest to the other person when we give of ourselves. Touch enriches our lives and always leaves us just a little bit softer and warmer inside than we were before the touch. Sometimes we let our heads rule our hearts and push away the embrace because of some need to validate our rightness and hold on to our position. But who would not really want a true embrace in the arms of someone we love, or once loved, or whom we might love again if only we could really see through the stories they and we have about us and them.

If you can; if it is at all possible, even if it’s just for today, embrace. Hold someone close. Let go of blame and ego and understand what Elizabeth Kata, the 20th Century Australian writer has to say:

People are like vines….
We are born and we grow. Like vines, people also a need a tree to cling to, to give them support.

Till tomorrow,

Love Francine