We don’t need therapy, we need more hugs
There are a lot of things that could be shared about hugs. I have one favourite: I love it when I hug someone and I am ready to let go, to feel them hug me even tighter. It is like a love poem written by arms. I think that when people hug each other and stop talking, that’s when their hearts start to speak. Every echoed heartbeat has a meaning when we cuddle. Lifelong decisions can be made chest to chest if we dare to listen. That is why I wish I had the chance to hug you today. My heart was filled with secrets that can’t reach my mind. I can’t translate them to letters or words, thoughts or feelings. I waited all day to put my arms around you, but you are far away. So I hugged a tree. This wise, old creature listened to the secrets of my heart and I found some peace. If you have time tonight, go out to the park and hug a tree.
My message will be there and your heart will understand.