18 HUGS, 3 children, 15 adults (1 husband, 1 neighborhood friend, 11 church friends, 2 new church friends)
I MUST remember my knitting counter on Sundays (too many hugs to keep track of!). Ok, now that I got that out of the way on to my post…
Sometimes I get so wrapped up in becoming a better me that I lose sight of the better ‘we’. What I mean by that is if I can focus more of my attention on bringing joy and love to others through my hugs than I will become a better me by default. I still have so much growing to do. This became apparent today when during greeting my fears got the better of me. I wanted to hug those around me rather than shake hands with them. What I gave instead was a half-hearted handshake hug. (you know, handshake with one hand, hug with the other. ridiculous, I know) I did not include those (non)hugs in my total today. When I thought later about those 2 people who bypassed my handshake for a full on hug my heart was warmed. If I could have just put aside my remaining fears over what people think of me then perhaps 4 more people could have been affected by the joy and love that I wanted to give rather than the impersonal hand shake that was extended as a nicety.
My new primary focus (it’s ever changing, always evolving) is that I want to bring more awareness to hugs and touch. A church friend confirmed something I always speculated about. In Ecuador it is the norm to hug and kiss each other in greeting. As a matter of fact if you don’t, people wonder what is wrong. And, they are not the only country that understands the importance of hugs. Why do we not understand it in the USA? Where is this feeling of being entitled to personal space coming from? I am not sure where it started, but I am determined to work on putting an end to it.
Pssttt…I can’t do it alone and I am not sure I would want to. Care to join me? #hugawareness
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.