In my lap

One of the marks of our feminine energy,
the mothering vibe,
is that creatures great and small crave the warmth and security of your lap,
the tender caress of your hand.

Sometimes I feel as though I am not doing enough, not caring for the people I love the way I should be. My nurturing energy lies dormant inside, and I forget how important physical affection can be to those around me. How easily a bad day or a headache can be relieved with a touch. Luckily, the creatures I live with are not shy about requesting what they need from me. And I end up with a pile of love on my lap.