Time for a Cuddle Party?
Posted by Joseph on May 10, 2008
They seem to be all the rage these days. One news story notes:
It’s a Cuddle Party, and it’s exactly what it sounds like. Adults getting together to cuddle. To sprawl on the floor and spoon in ratty sweats. To pile on one another like pound puppies. To satiate their “skin hunger.”
Another story explains:
Tsk, tsk if you thought Cuddle Parties were about sex. They’re painstakingly platonic. They’re all about making touch A-OK, promoting intimacy in a world increasingly lived online, alone together. They’re about “a structured, safe workshop on boundaries, communication, intimacy and affection.” . . .
A Cuddle Party may look like a pajama party for grown-ups. It’s fun but there are rules. The number one rule, pajamas stay on the whole time. This is a non-sexual event. There’s snuggling, nuzzling and even spooning. But not everyone’s ready for a group hug right away since you may not know everyone. So to get comfortable there are a few steps to start with.
The first step, whether you’re with a partner or by yourself, is to sit and chat in a welcome circle. You hear the rules which include asking permission and getting a verbal yes before you touch anybody. And if everyone agrees to all of the rules, the cuddling begins.
The concept was created (or at least, named) four years ago. They’ve been increasing in popularity ever since — now they’re happening in cities all over the country. They’ve even made it onto CSI.
And it really is a fascinating and poignant commentary on modern culture that adults feel the need to formally get together with strangers just to feel human touch.
What role does non-sexual touch and affection play in your own life? What has your experience or observation been about touch and intimacy among Mormons? I don’t think that Mormons touch much, as a general rule. Is that what you’ve seen, too? Do you ever feel touch-deprived, in the community? And how do you separate out non-sexual from sexual touch, in your own life?
And really, do we need to start holding ward cuddle parties?
May 10, 2008 at 4:26 pm
This sounds an awful lot like Ecstasy parties where group desire and intimacy occurs w/o sexual climax. I’ve found Modafinil has a similar but milder effect within my marriage.
May 10, 2008 at 4:27 pm
This reminds me of an excellent post at ExponentBlog about the need we all have to reach out and touch someone.
While I wouldn’t be averse to cuddling with friends (I’ve done it on occasion with female friends), I think I’d have some difficulty cuddling with acquaintances or strangers.
May 10, 2008 at 8:58 pm
That was an excellent Exponent post, Lily. We all have that need, it’s for sure. The community of Mormonism does well at addressing some needs. Others, less.
“While I wouldn’t be averse to cuddling with friends . . . ”
Intriguing. Perhaps it’s time to schedule a VC bloggersnacker?
May 10, 2008 at 11:03 pm
Joseph:
Wow, um, hmmmmm….I’ll have to think on that one
May 14, 2008 at 5:03 pm
I’m probably the opposite. I would feel more comfortable cuddling with strangers than with friends. I have a hard time opening up to people when I know that I’ll have to see that person again but if I know that it may be a one time thing or on very rare occasions than I am a spout. I would love to go to a cuddle party. Sign me up!
May 15, 2008 at 4:14 am
A few years back, in my early twenties, my friends (male and female) and I would all get together and cuddle, during movies or whatever. Some people thought it was weird, but I always felt comfortable with it. I think we all do have those needs and that they need to be fulfilled somehow, and in a safe scenario, friends or strangers, I think that is great.
May 17, 2008 at 2:39 pm
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May 22, 2008 at 5:56 pm
This is going to sound weird, but this sounds creepy to me, though having an “ordinary” orgy sounds fun. Then again, I have a “strong” personal space which vanishes with nudity.