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Archive for May, 2010

When words can't be found

Sometimes when life hits someone hard, you can’t think of anything to say that doesn’t sound trite. Deeply traumatic things happen to people that you have not experienced. People are also affected differently by adversity.
In those times, it is really good to have a hug in your pocket. Even if this person can’t yet accept a physical hug, a heartfelt symbol of your caring can be a beacon of light for them, helping them to understand that they are not alone.
The beauty of the little clay hug is that it has the warmth of the person giving it imbued in the clay and just feeling this little hug can brighten many days to come for someone going though a hard time.
We love the warm stories that come from our hugzz. Just the other day, a woman bought seven hugzz because she was going to have a dinner gathering for seven people who had really helped her deal with the death of her husband. To show her deep appreciation, she wanted each one to have a permanent hug from her as a reminder of how much she valued their care and support.
I think we can all remember when a hug at the right time made all the difference to our mood and to how we viewed life at that time.
Never underestimate the power of a hug! Give someone a hug today. The beauty is that when you give a hug, you always get a hug, and that is a beautiful thing!

Happy Mother's Day 2010!

As the mother of three grown daughters and the grandmother of 8 precious grandchildren, and the grateful daughter of a dear mother myself, I feel well qualified to talk about mothers.

The overwhelming feeling I have is gratitude. Gratitude for my mother and how quietly and gently she supported me her entire life and how she put family first always, my beautiful and talented daughters who mother their children with incredible love and patience, and those vibrant, shining children! Words fail me when I think of these precious little beings. It is a privilege to be a part of their lives.

There is no substitute for a mother’s love. It is this love that truly makes the world go around.

Last night I went to a special evening put on by two amazing women, Denise Hagan and Karen McGregor. It was called ‘The Miracle of a Mother’ and it was a fundraiser for Karen’s mother, who was going to cancel a much anticipated trip to visit Karen in order to help other family members out financially. As soon as Denise’s friend Karen heard, she offered to help her organize an event.

It wasn’t hard to fill the Unity hall with supporters of Denise and lovers of her golden voice and inspirational stories. She honoured the mums with one of those things we can’t resist – excellent chocolates – and then kleenex was passed around for the inevitable tears when people came up to talk about their mothers.

It was a perfect fit for ‘hugzz’, especially the one for over-worked women – the serene woman taking a moment to have a break and give herself a hug. ‘Hugzz’ are for humanity. We are for recognizing each other’s need to share with, and to care for each other and all life.

The mission was accomplished. Denise will have the money to bring her mother over from Ireland and also money to buy her some natural products unavailable in her country to help with her arthritis.

Denise is an international inspirational singer and songwriter who has the voice of an angel. To hear her powerful voice live is a real treat. Go to www.denisehagan.com to find out more about her.

Karen is the author of “The Madonna Code” and founder of the website www.DivnineYou.ca. Find out about her workshops, writing group and more at her site.

My Mother's last hug

My Mother died in August 2006. There are many of us who can say the same. Some of us still have our Mother’s and some of us have had to say goodbye. My Mother died from Lung Cancer and for the last six months of her life she would sleep sitting up, propped up with pillows to try to make her comfortable. When we tried to get her to lie down even with the slightest decline, she would become agitated and fearful because she said she could not breath. So we got used to her sleeping, sitting up and she did to, in a way, but it wasn’t easy. Her neck hurt her a lot from sleeping that way, and so I would massage her neck every night. I don’t know if it helped. One evening, her neck really bothered her, and I remember putting my thoughts aside as I tried to really be there for her, to go into her pain, to feel where the muscles were tight, to try to bring some relief. But there was to be no relief. Later that evening I was sitting on the bed with her and she spoke of how much her neck hurt. I could feel how tired she was of the pain, how tired she was of the struggle for each precious breath and in my heart I knew she no longer wanted to be here. We talked for a while and then suddenly, somehow, she managed to wiggle up next to me, and with all the strength she had she put her arm around my back and hugged me as she had never hugged me before. In that moment a life time of love flowed between our hearts, and so much was spoken and shared in that precious moment. My Mother gave me so much in my life, good times and bad times and I returned the same in kind. In that moment we embraced our journey together and from a deep, deep place we honored each other and the love we had for each other. Mom died the following evening. She is on another journey now, but before she went off on her great adventure, my Mother blessed me with this ‘last hug’. Thank you Mom.

Guerilla Gardening- truly a "grassroots" movement!

I just discovered that I missed International Sunflower Guerilla Gardening Day, which was May 1st. Thousands of people around the world pledged to seed rogue sunflowers in their neighbourhood this day.

The Globe and Mail reports that, “The pracise of guerilla gardening originated in New York in the 1970s. According to Richard Reynolds, author of “On Guerilla Gardening” and operator of the site www.guerillagardening.org, what began as a whimsical pastime has become a much more politicized movement.”

Just last month in Victoria BC, says the Globe, a ” group of student activists at the University of Victoria dug up a swath of campus land and planted a vegetable garden to protest the school’s lack of communal gardening space and raise awareness around issues of food security.”

This movement has become so popular that in some cases it’s not even really ‘guerilla’ any more. An organization called “Incredible Edibles” in the U.K. is a communal gardening group that works with municipal governments and private citizens to find land on which to grow local food.

To me, this is how true change happens – one person sees a need and forms a group of like-minded people. They get the word out and it strikes a cord with more and more people until in record time, it spreads around the world and flowers of change pop up everywhere
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This is the power of one person. One person with one hug in their pocket to pass on to someone in need of a hug, makes that person’s day and they pass it on……..and so it goes.

Hug someone today and you will both have a great day!

hugzz,
Geo

Mother's Day

Self hug

Why is there only one day of the year honouring mothers? They work for 365 days of the year, and if they have little ones, they are dealing with sleep deprivation, diapers, constant cleaning up and no time to themselves.

That is why we designed the serene woman. This is a hug representing a woman taking a moment for herself to recharge. If you have a wife, mother, girlfriend or workmate who needs a reminder to take some time out, this is just the gift for her.

Any time of the year would be good, but Mother’s Day is that one day of the year that she gets her day. Give her breakfast in bed with a hug. She’ll hug you for it!