There is a delicious warmth in being held –the deep pressure of hands connecting, offering their energy and support. I revel in the joy of being blanketed in human connection. The weight of “I’ve got you” is unspoken, yet palpable. How many times do we allow ourselves to be held by another? How many times do we let a friend have our back, a lover accept us completely, a co-worker or even a stranger offer a compliment without having to return the favor, without owing anything? In order to be held, you have to let go and give in completely to the gift of another’s presence. There is a tremendous reward in this kind of release if we allow it to be so.