There is something so powerful and invigorating about touch. You can really connect with another human being just by holding their hands in your own or patting their arm. Isn’t there something magical about finger intertwining facilitating the flow of positive energy and love from one person to another. My earliest memory, a very fond one, was of my mother gently massaging my hair as I would lay on her bed. She still did it when I was a working professional. I would steal some minutes after I woke up to go lie in her bed. She would gently put her hands through my hair, ruffling them unconsciously, making me feel so relaxed and loved. She never tired of doing it. She wouldn’t push me away after a few minutes. She just enjoyed that moment when we were silent yet immensely connected. I, of course, would linger on for as long as I could. Have you shared something like this with someone? It is so rewarding.
My younger son has a lovely, gentle touch as well. He is quiet and generally takes a long time to warm up to someone yet his touch is tender and loving. His gentle hands have kneaded away the pain from my forehead and my legs many times. He actually offers to massage your aching body and literally seems to suck the pain out. Children they thrust their hands at you in such a trusting manner that you feel responsible and grown up. Hold their hands and they will come anywhere with you. The quiet determination from your hands quickly gives them energy and strength to take up the most daunting of challenges. Don’t we hold on to the imaginary hands of our parents, long after they are not physically around?
The power of touch has been touted as having healing properties. And, I am sure that is true. As a mother, I have seen my children being soothed by warm words and a gentle caress. Their tears dry up magically, and they feel comforted that their misery (whatever it may be) will be gone soon. Sometimes that is all adults need too but often we shy away from hugging or touching another adult. We feel they are grown up and no longer need that physical comfort or we may not know them well enough.
We human beings need to be touched, felt, loved and cherished. We may otherwise wilt and die. I remember my fondest first memory of my now-husband is of the time when he reached out and held my hands in his own. He does still have the warmest and most soothing hands. I am the more hyper of the two of us. And sometimes, I just need to hear his assuring voice and feel his comforting hands to feel at peace.
No wonder the world spends an obscene amount of money in getting massages and spas. It is that connect with another human’s hands that seems to wash away your stress and tension.
I had read somewhere that one hug in a day is enough to increase your lifespan. So touch, hold and hug your loved ones. Do spare the strangers though. 🙂
On that positive thought, let us all begin this new week.
P.S: Sorry, I have been missing from your blogs. Have been having a busy time. But, I will be back soon. Thank you for understanding.
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