The other day a near-stranger gave me a hug. Well, she was not a stranger – just an ex-colleague who was working in the same organisation with me for a few months. Such hugs are pretty normal here. In my birth land however she would be considered just an acquaintance – somebody you would never address with just their first name, as that would be considered too informal. First names can be used only for friends and relatives there. Colleagues, acquaintances and older people are always addressed with their first name and patronymic. And definitely no hugs… which is a pity as a wave of studies has documented some incredible emotional and physical health benefits that come from hugs and touch. Some of these benefits are listed in my 2014 post The Power of Touch.
So let’s share a hug for a good week…
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The world is how you see it
You’re free to choose your sight
To look for love and goodness
Or dim your inner light.
The world is how you speak it
You’re free to make your choice
To tell your braver story
Or punish with your voice.
The world is how you feel it
You’re free to sense your tribe
Tune in to your emotions
Or disconnect your vibe.
The world is how you dance it
You’re free to move your way
To let your passion guide you
Or let your fear play.
By Irina Latis
There are two types of people
You’ll find in this world;
Those that grow young,
And those that grow old.
The old growing type,
Are not very much fun,
They become quite inactive,
Avoiding hot sun.
They complain of misfortunes
Like bad backs and poor stocks,
And soon they need help
With their food and their socks.
But the young growing type
Are a different affair,
They grow ever more fun,
Despite sticks and grey hair.
No longer tied down
To their work every day,
They see their retirement
As a great time to play.
They jet off on adventures,
And plan fun-filled days,
And never become
At all set in their ways.
Life is too short to be normal.
Stay weird and never stop having funnnn….
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Will you trust me in the valley deep?
Will you trust me as you lay down to sleep?
Yes I will trust you despite the pain
Yes I will trust you without any gain
Will you trust me in the depths of the sea?
Will you trust me though we may not agree?
Yes I will trust you in the darkest night
Yes I will trust you when I have no sight
Will you trust me when you are lost and alone?
Will you trust me when you are far from home?
Yes I will trust you when I have lost my way
Yes I will trust you to bring me back one day…
By Frank McEleny
If you want to be trusted, be honest.
If you want to be honest, be true.
If you want to be true, be yourself…
I do not see you often with my eyes,
But often you are with me in my heart.
We rarely speak, but there are deeper ties
That keep us close while we must be apart.
Friendships don’t depend on sights and sounds,
But on the mysteries of need and grace.
You’re with me always, unrestrained by bounds,
In some sweet field more permanent than place.
(from http://www.poemsforfree.com )
I saw a beautiful man today
He wasn’t much to look at
But his smile revealed his soul
And once I’d caught a glimpse
I didn’t want to let it go
I glanced back, but afraid
He might misunderstand my gaze
I kept my eyes down
Disguised my curiosity with a frown
Didn’t want him to misread my desire to understand as lust
When it was anything but
Unfazed, he returned my gaze
His eyes brimming with joy
At what I don’t know
But I got caught up in this flow
As he re-entered the crowd
Shoulders back, head bowed
Stunned by the serenity
That began to infuse me
I too started to smile
And, after a while
I noticed others responded in kind
Well, those who didn’t mind…
Others were bemused by this
And shrank back almost as though I’d moved in for a kiss
Perhaps they were reacting to me as I had to that beautiful man, before
But there was no holding my joy behind a frown
My shoulders back, I did not drop my head down
I walked tall
Wanting to share this feeling, no longer concerned I didn’t understand
Its source or its meaning
I didn’t need to
Its purpose was clear
It’s the meaning of life
It’s why we’re all here
To share our love when it overflows
So that we have something soft to land on when drowning in woe
Those days when managing a smile is nothing short of courageous
On the days you do it without thinking…
Remember your joy can be contagious.
Pass it on
By Rachael Blair
Keep smiling 😉
I’m a very special person,
There’s no-one else like me.
If you searched the whole world over,
My twin you’d never see.
My looks, my thoughts, my feelings,
Are mine and mine alone.
They often make me happy,
But sometimes make me moan.
I’m a very special person,
And I’m sure that you’d agree
If everyone was perfect
How boring life would be.
Photo: ‘What’s behind Malevich’s square’ by Sergey K.