September, month of the year
September has been my month .
Over 450 hugs made it .
people love hugging. we all need to hug and to be hugged . emotions show up when holding a hug. emotions that you might have never expected .
just that. holding a hug. in silence. with audience .
audience that for a moment disappears and lets you alone with a stranger in your arms
and in the arms of a stranger .
one after another .
september is been my spring time. the spring of my times .
esos preciosos días en Dumbo .
watching newly married couples being photographed under the bridges,
in the park,
kissing, posing, working. having lunch .
hugging in 3 different shows, so many different kinds of people .
curious to see my project work? yes .
the challenge of giving a good hug? yes .
the challenge to get a good qualified hug? yes .
i let them hold it . i just supported them. they would decide when to stop .
when to let me go .
i felt i was theirs . for a moment or two . or more .
some made me close my eyes and just feel their arms around me .
and still want more .