Are you listening?
When you are single — especially at my age, touch is the one thing that you have the least of in your life. You can be alone and have love; love of family, love of friends, etc, but the love of those same family and friends is not the tactile love of a squeeze on the shoulder, a hand laid upon your own, a caress on the cheek, an enveloping hug…
Juan Mann had it right about hugs and the need for them. His “Free Hugs” campaign was amazing. I think in the height of its phenomena it struck a chord with many. Hugs are an important aspect of being a human being.
I don’t mean a “there-there” pat on the back, rigid space between hug. Those hugs are fake, empty, meaningless. Not hugs at all.
I’m talking about real hugs where two people simply hold each other tightly with meaning.
There is something so reassuring, so validating in a hug. It cements your existence.
There is power in that. There is a rejuvenation of the spirit that takes place, a transfer of energy that is visceral, tangible.
You are real and so is your need to be acknowledged…and loved.
Without hugs, we are not we…
…we is just me, alone and untouched.