Massage has to be one of the greatest of human endeavors. As a kinesthetic person, it is for me like water to a flower. I just received a wonderful massage, which I seem to afford once a month. I had been feeling so needy as of late, in so many directions, that I was beginning to imagine I was annoying everyone around me. And I was going a little nutty, being unable to put my finger on what my real need was.
Good conversation with a dear friend the other day began my return to humanness, and this massage is definitely generating further progress. I realized while receiving this healing touch that I have been out of touch with my heart lately, especially in the softer, more peaceful aspects of that chakra's energy. I think after the acute phase of grieving lost friends, I kind of went into a hyper living-in-the-now phase. And then felt a bit stuck after that, amidst some carpal tunnel aggravation and the pitfalls of bliss-chasing.
Very grateful to be at home again, in the heart--
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