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Someone to Hold My Hand
What I know is a couple of months ago I felt it very distinctly - someone holding me in place, putting their hand on mine - and it was warm and just tangible enough to know that it was someone.
Those unexpected moment of supportive presence are gifts. So too are the moments I’ve experienced of intentionally calling a specific person to mind in prayer, meditation, or imagination and letting their image or energy offer support. Below is a practice that brings both those experiences together.
