“What’s in a Handshake?”
A while ago I had a rather vivid dream, it said I was to write a book and it was to be called “What’s in a Handshake.” That dream was over a year ago; since that time, I have been trying to understand what exactly was meant by that dream. It’s been said that the handshake originated during the time of King Arthur, an open extended right hand would let the other person know that there was no weapon about to be wielded against them. In today’s modern times we are still extending our open hand, not necessarily to provide assurance that there is no weapon, but instead to extend a warm welcome into the circle of friendship.
Don’t get me wrong, there are many handshakes and not all are for friendly purposes. The handshake is as varied as is the crystals of a snowflake.
Some cultures forbid giving handshakes and prefer a nod or a bow; these cultures believe that their energy can be drained through the physical contact of a handshake. Whatever your views, there does seem to be some correlation with energy, whether it be positive or negative.
As I get older and look back on life, I can see that the handshake has played a very big and important part of my life, and yes, I believe there is a transfer of energy. A simple handshake can tell you a lot about the person and combined with solid eye contact, your intuition will tell you the rest.
At an early age, I joined the Junior Sales Club of America, selling Christmas and All Occasion cards all around Wellfleet, Cape Cod, MA. I would knock on a door and when someone came to the door I would introduce myself and extend my right hand; as you can see, I was introduced to the handshake at a very early age. As I look more deeply into my life, I realize more than ever, the act of a simple handshake has opened many doors for me and it continues to this day. As I say in my short bio, I love meeting new people; they are like a living library. When one looks closer, each one of us is a living book there is a beginning, middle, and end. The problem with living books is, you don’t get to jump forward to other chapters; each chapter must be consumed one at a time.
I have never written a book so I’m not quite sure where to begin, the only thing I do know is that I have led a very colorful life and the dream I had is still very much in my head. I understand, not all books make it to the best sellers list and I don’t think that is what I am trying to achieve. I planted a wish last spring, the long and the short of it was, everyone knows that at some given point we will be facing that exit door. Personally, when I am facing that door I want to be able to look over my shoulder and say “this world is a better place as a result of me being here.”
Is that asking too much?