
This is the delicacy of interweaving - in smiling, I remember having been happy and engender happiness.
In fluttering, I remember tenderness and engender it.
This seems to connect to Van der Wal, quoted by Stephen Talbott:
Moreover, “when blood vessels first start to form, the heart does not yet exist . . . . early blood flow stimulates the development of the heart” (ibid., pp. 82–83). As we see everywhere in the world, fixed form not only shapes movement, but is first of all the result of movement. The human body is a formed stream. Thus, the spiraling fibers of the heart muscle that help to direct the blood in its flow are themselves a congealed image and consequence of the swirling vortex of blood within.
Oh, all that and sitting quietly with Nancy for almost an hour, watching the fire and looking out of the window at sheep, a farmer and a putative giraffe are as stilling and as softening as working with any client - and there is no catching - nothing whatsoever is required of me so long as she seems to be content.