One thing I have not missed since Lockdown is greeting kisses. In close, cheek to cheek straightaway. No thank you. I prefer greeting people with my eyes, and that is something I can still do – even with a mask on!
I do miss a good hug with friends though. A silent ‘thank you – you matter – until next time’ after time spent together.
I’m still hugging trees when I’m out and about, but most friends and loved ones are getting the warm eye treatment, or occasional elbow rub, these days.
At home its different of course. Hugs whenever! According to daughter, Daddy is kind and mummy does good hugs. I’ll take that.😊
The Zen Buddhist master, Thich Nhat Hanh in his book, How to Love, writes about hugging as a meditation.
You have to make him or her very real in your arms, not just for the sake of appearances, patting him on the back to pretend you are there, but breathing consciously and hugging with all your bpdy, spirit, and heart. Hugging meditation is a practice on mindfulness.
“Breathing in, I know my dear one in my arms, alive. Breathing out, she is precious to me.”
Fancy experiencing that in your own life?
If you have someone to practice on, go for it. See if they notice.
If not, or as well as, how about trying it with yourself? See what YOU notice.
Note to self: it really is okay to love yourself first.💖😉
Me? There’s a very nice Cedar of Lebanon at the entrance to the woods which is due a cuddle.