Hugs, Not Drugs

After another stressful day at work, I need some more feel-good feelings.

My dear friend Shannon, whom I mentioned in my last post, sent me this:

The Healing Power of Hugs

The most amazing part of the article: “We need four hugs a day for survival.  We need eight hugs a day for maintenance.  We need twelve hugs a day for growth.”  Even with a loving boyfriend and lots of incredible friends, I think I still may be deficient.  Hugging is so friggin’ important!  Now, I am fully aware that our social and professional norms do not allow us to hug as much as we might want.  If I hugged my boss when he came into the office, it would be mega weird.  Well, I don’t know – they all know I’m pretty weird, so there probably wouldn’t be too many weird looks.  Nonetheless, I don’t think I’ll test it out.

That being said, we really are a physical-contact-shy society.  In other countries around the world, people greet each other, and actually meet each other, with kisses on the cheek and hugs.  I have a few friends from Brazil, and they are always shocked at the lack of affection that even strangers show each other.  Brazil sounds so friggin’ amazing.  I want to go to there.

So my brilliant friend Shannon had an even more brilliant idea – what if, instead of reaching for a cookie or chips or a block of cheese, we reached to each other to satisfy our hunger cravings?  Frequently, those cravings are really boredom, stress, or frustration in disguise. And what cures those things better than hugging??  (OK, maybe a little Instagram-ing will cure boredom better than a hug, but a hug can’t hurt!  Well, unless you squeeze really hard.  But I digress.)  Let’s make this even a little more general – why not compliment someone, acknowledge good work, go out of our way to help someone with a difficult task,  or just do something nice instead of reaching for food?  Let’s satisfy our hunger with kindness!  (Yes, I bolded AND italicized that sentence.  That’s how excited I got after I wrote it.)

Shannon’s a genius.  And she shared this little gem with me:

She said a lovely man was passing them out years ago, and she happened to pick one up and keep it in her workspace.  She made me one, too – its home will be somewhere I can always see it!

I’m all feel-goody lately.  I hope you like it.  And if you don’t, I’m sure I’ll be swearing at inanimate objects in no time.

OOOOOO! (Those are hugs!)

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5 thoughts on “Hugs, Not Drugs

  1. I LOVE when my students (K-3) hug me, they are so sweet!! I have a few 1st graders that hug me every time they see me! :)

  2. I never knew how many hugs it takes to meet a healthy quota. I’ll be hugging more! Thanks, Liz!

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