The Blast

Awake but inert.

Thinking about the impressions we make on others.

How much is the way we look?  How much is the way we smile? How much is in the eyes?  Our words?  How they express our thoughts?  I'm sure most of you would agree it's a combination.

Don't we like to see the part we like best of ourselves reflected back in those around us?  Of course we do. It's gratifying.

I would like to project an intangible blast of love at those around me. Something they can sense - like the warmth of a fire on a cold night. Something they can feel safe and calm surrounded by.

Can you feel it?  I'm trying. Close your eyes. Appearance means nothing. There it is.