For people who are averse to hugging, I have a story. I am a hug master champion; I love hugging and snuggling. That shouldn't be surprising. I'm built for comfort. Kids and animals love me.
At any rate, I went to a joint AHMA/AHNA conference (holistic doctors and nurses) in Phoenix in the mid 90s, and one of the exercises we had in a smallish group I attended was Buddha Hugging. This is accomplished by embracing a stranger, not the A Frame or one armed thing, but a full-out, both arms, bodies aligned hug, and staying there until your breath and heartbeats fall into sync, however long that takes. As you can imagine, this was a new thing for a lot of people. I had a doctor as my partner; I don't remember his name, but he was tallish, medium build, and an older, clean-cut gentleman. I went right for him, arms around his waist, and he rather defensively responded by patting my shoulders before he slid his arms around me. He stood stiff for a few minutes as we breathed, and I had my cheek to his chest, listening as gradually his heartbeat slowed to a normal speed and our chests rose and fell together. He put his chin on top of my head, then his cheek. His arms shifted and relaxed. We both started rocking a little bit. Then, to my amusement, he drifted off to sleep like a horse standing in a stall, still holding me. I remember glancing at his nametag and whispering his name to him a couple of times until he roused, realized we were one of the only couples left standing, and chuckled.
One of the best hugs I've ever had.