As a child, I was touch deprived. When I was born, my dad
didn’t visit me at the hospital for various reasons but mostly due to marital
challenges and his own issues. I spent
my first week under hospital care because I wouldn’t eat…which would mean I
wasn’t bonding with my mother. For my
first 5 years, I was in and out of the hospital, with a stark memory of being
in an oxygen tent feeling cold and alone, not able to have my sister’s or my
mom’s warm hands and bodies to hug me.
My mother wasn’t an affectionate hugger. She would say she
loved me, but physically she was at a distance most of the time. She clearly
had her own issues with touch deprivation herself, which was common for many
North American people born in her generation.
Life was clinical and all about image at that time.
I have lived in 2 warm climates – Mexico and Jamaica. In
both places, people will greet with hugs, kisses and a general feeling of
affection. It automatically creates a sense of connection. Often they see “white people” or North
Americans as cold and distant. Mostly, I would say, it was because we have been
conditioned not to hug or touch – and it creates a weird disconnect with our
humanity.
Recently, I had a beautiful experience with my partner who
is an affectionate person where I became all emotional because I hit a layer
within my psyche that felt “untouchable” with a flood of these memories from my
childhood coming back to me. It was so
deep and hidden within me that I didn’t even realize how much sadness I had about
this.
I did some research about loving touch and touch deprivation
and there are many articles that show how important this is for our well-being,
brain development and sense of self. Without it, babies have been known to die
and shrivel away. It’s really awful.
One of the inspirational people in my life was a man named
John who lived in Kensington Market in Toronto. He had a mission of expanding
love in the community by selling homemade butter tarts and giving hugs for free
with each sale. He sold out all the time, often with people not eating the
butter tarts at all. In a modern world, he knew that love and affection are in
dire need and he filled a hole within the suffering of our individualized
culture.
So more than ever, I believe in the power of loving, safe,
consensual hugs. Yes, it’s important to ask permission because people have had
various experiences with touch from strangers, but even the act of asking opens
the door to the potential of getting closer to someone and feeling our common
need for love, care and touch.
Who can you hug today? Who do you need a hug from? Reach out
and ask and see how it changes your world….
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