Sunday, September 6, 2009
We went to Maine.
For 4 days--we let go.
I had a massage.
More letting go.
My therapist's strong hands clasped mine as she
noticed the array of colorful beaded bracelets on my wrist.
She asked me what kind of massage I wanted.
I told her.
She asked about my bracelets.
I told her....
small pieces of myself I like to share.
I gave one to a friend-someone I thought was a friend.
I had one similar on my wrist.
She worked the knots in my over-stressed body
and melted them away with
These people are healers.
She gave me the best massage I'd ever had!....
The remnants of a recent hurtful experience, now gone.
The knots released in my body as I let go of the pain I'd been harboring inside.
I breathed in deeply.
I left behind on her small table
a colorful beaded bracelet that
I no longer needed to wear.
I let go.