Music. Deep, connected chords paired with lightly cheerful melody.
Light. Dim, never disturbing.
Scent. Restoring, freeing. Eucalyptus. Lavender.
Touch. Muscles, relaxing, loosening, finally resting.
Breath. Deep, full, slow.
- - -
This? Was my time.
60-minutes of massage therapy to melt my cares away.
One hour to cease my thoughts, choke my worries, chase away my stress.
One luxurious hour to simply... breathe.
(Thanks to my husband for the Mother's Day gift!)
2 comments:
Massages are heavenly until they are over. It is SO hard to get off that table and go home!
I could use one of those--sounds blissful.
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