Watch the Pope walk or drive past a crowd. See the outstretched arms? See the parent carrying the child for a touch, just a quick touch, a blessing in the hand, the representative Hand. Watch a rock star make his way to the stage. See the frenetic reaching? See the outstretched hands trying to touch? See him reach down from the stage to touch a hand extending over stage right or another over stage left?
The Big Bang. Or, if you want, some bouncing branes of alternate dimensions crashing our universe into existence. Or, a Creator. Even the division of the Water Goddess as in ancient Babylonia. Whatever your belief, you can’t do without a beginning of some sort, and before that beginning…What? However and whatever you believe, you are part of the All-There-Is and as part of the creation, once somehow or now somehow, you are still in touch with either the Divine or the Not-So-Divine. And like all in the All-There-Is, you reach out.
All those you encounter are also part of All-There-Is. All have been touched. All are representatives of the Hand of God. When you reach out to touch, who is it that you really want to touch? What is it that you are really trying to reach? Regardless of your belief or nonbelief, the next time you extend a hand to touch, consider the Hand that reaches back and the blessing in the touch.