Yesterday morning with lavender oil, soft music, a few French words, and a broken crystal, I went to my first rendez-vous. A session of sacred relaxation.
A friend of a friend, a man, who wanted to learn how to relax, to feel less stress.
Each step to his house I felt scared. Is it possible to give something I "feel," even though I don’t have any professional training in this area? He and his wife were waiting in the garden. Their smiles reassured me.
The healing power of touch. The blessing to touch someone and feel their presence. Who gives? Who receives? It is a sharing, a prayer, a moment suspended in time.
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