The 1st thing I notice is a person’s hands.
I love the look of beautiful hands.
The mother that raised me had beautiful hands, and she was even more dear to me because of them.
Hands need to look clean, including the nails. Especially the nails.
If the nails are dirty, and noticeably unmanicured, I just have a hard time warming to the person. I’m even a a bit suspicious of them.
This goes for men and women.
Not so funny story!
Many years ago, I went to pick up my son Adam from an adoption agency in California. I don’t remember a lot about the physical location.
But… even years later, I’m still getting the hands of doctor MD who came into the room where Adam was sleeping out of my mind.
Yikes?! Should helping hands look like this?
His hands and nails were atrocious. They were so dirty and crusty. Doctor or no, I struggled taking him seriously.
In that space and time, I needed to connect with this man, but had a difficult time convincing myself to do so.
He smiled and was friendly enough, but his hands put me off.
All I wanted to do was take my baby and run. I didn’t feel safe or hygienic around him. Thankfully, Adam appeared clean, and healthy.
Apparently, a person’s hands give me a sense of well-being or they don’t.
In my generation, you sealed “the deal” with a handshake.
In my mind, hands are meant to gently touch ourselves, and with permission, lovingly touch others.
They also help to establish trust.
As extensions of one’s self, they should be soft and clean. They are part of the body’s language.
Much of what we communicate is transmitted through our hands.
Hands can lift us up. Push us down. And even push us away –metaphorically speaking of course!
What’s The 1st Thing You Notice
About A Person?
And how does “noticing” this about them…
Make you feel?