Touch

One of my students gave me, what I think might be the best compliment I have ever received yesterday. A little background info before I share the story, I touch, I hug, I believe with all my heart in the power of touch.
I believe touch comforts and heals, and without it, we might as well turn to stone. Now I also realize that there are people who for whatever reasons, do not want to be touched, and that is their chosen path.
Often during my class, I touch( and yes I always ask permission) I touch hands, feet, foreheads, I do temple massages with lavender oil and I hug.

My student told me yesterday, that he and his friends trusted me more than anyone else they knew(besides themselves) that no one was allowed to touch them when they had their eyes closed, and that to allow me to touch them was major.  I cried, because I knew exactly what he and his buddies were saying to me, and  their words touched my soul.  Their trust, their belief in me was one of my most humbling experiences ever. And yes they hugged me after class.

Through the years, I have seen moms who let their babies cry incessantly, and it appeared that they never comforted them.  I wonder what kind of adults those babies became.......were they cold  and aloof, or did they crave to be touched.  I think probably, my mom let me do my fair share of crying.....she was not big on hugs......and I admit I am  one of those who grew up craving to be touched.  There are much worse things I could crave.

I know this, if I am sick, touch truly makes me feel better......when I am sad, a hug changes my world,
if someone holds my hand and tells me they appreciate something I have done, holding my hand means as much to me as the words.  Often a touch says so much more than words......I remember the last hug I got from my dad, ( twenty years ago) and to this day, I remember his touch and the smell of his skin.

You can fake it with words, but not with touch......there is something in the very core of our being that knows when a hug is authentic, when a touch is sincere.   We're energy, quite simply, and we do react to other energies we come in contact with.  That is why a touch can be healing, soothing, caring, loving or sensual.....why the words can sound like honey, but the touch can  be cold as ice.  The power of touch,  it is to honored, revered, respected......and I believe, to be used.