I joined my friend for a kickboxing class today. The instructor is someone that I know from the neighborhood but we don’t hang out very often. (I mean, we may have hung out once or twice in 5 years.) I am not really sure that she knows about my hug journey but that didn’t stop her today. I approached her for a hug before class (you know, before we got too sweaty). She not only hugged me back, she lifted me off my feet! Wheeeee! Now, that’s a way to start an exercise class. In retrospect it was good that I hugged her before class, I am not sure she was one of my favorite people by the end. (my body HURTS)
You all know I love witnessing special moments. I was privy to one of those today. After 5 year old’s karate class, a girl that was about 8 or 9 showed up with her mom. She was very vocal (even singing high notes at times) and very distracted. She was there for a one on one class with the owner of The Little Gym. I do not know what her limitations were but it was clear it would be difficult to keep her attention for any significant amount of time. The owner was so patient and gentle with her. She laughed with this girl every time she deviated from the task at hand rather than get frustrated. She swiftly moved her from one exercise to another to keep her engaged. It looked exhausting yet the joy on the owner’s face told me that there was no where else she would have chosen to be in that moment. We all have gifts to share with others. When we are in the midst of sharing it it radiates out from our core for everyone to witness. I felt privileged to witness her gift. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.