I'll tell you something
I think you'll understand,
Then I'll say that something,
I want to hold your hand.
-J. Lennon & P. McCartney (1963)
A very slight meditation on hands:
L has very expressive hands; indeed, she is famous for her flying hands to punctuate whatever she is saying. I love watching her use her hands when she plays the cello.
My mother's hands were always painful for her. Her rheumatoid arthritis was a constant companion. Originally misdiagnosed, she suffered needlessly, but nonetheless continued her handwork as best she could throughout her life.
I like to think about the power of hands, especially when I'm using my flat, firm hands in yoga to hold myself up.
I started to think of all the phrases: a hand up; hold your life in your hands; hand out; a hand to hold; hands to work, hearts to God.
As I am typing this, I'm listening to Orlando Gibbons' O Clap Your Hands, sung by the group Chanticleer . . . a coincidence?
here is different group, singing it:
And another group; Happy Birthday to you, John: