"She with strong, gentle hands", pauses and carefully yet purposefully, poses a question, "What flower are you?" She does not wait long to tell me of others and their flower choice. In excellent, vivid detail, she describes the characteristics of roses - fragrant, fragile, and prickly; daisies - bendable, open, and strong; tulips - colorful; temperamental; and closed. I lay there as she continues working on my neck. I savor these moments! Time seems to silently slip by.
Hearing her slow steadily inhale, I wait for what will come next. Peaceful nothingness fills the room. Like a new mom, carefully holding her new offspring, "She with strong, gentle hands" carefully allows the words to softly glide from her lips, "You are a piece of Sea Kelp."
A cozy, odd silence fills the room. Inside my soul a giggle is about to bubble up and out. In all my days, I would've NEVER thought of myself as a piece of sea kelp. A mermaid....possibly, but....sea kelp? Allowing this statement to hang in the air, I close my eyes and swirl this image around in my head. Hum...Sea Kelp. "She with strong, gentle hands" says nothing else. Vivid images of slimy, green upside down vines, swaying with the push and pull of the waves dances across my minds eye. A skittering thought interrupts these images and a smirk crawls across my face. I have always loved the feeling of being encased by water. Some beings panic at this feeling. For moi, it is an instant sense of peace and exhilaration. Hum....but, "sea kelp"?
Slowly, methodically, I mentally swim to the surface and in a whisper mutter, "Why sea kelp?" With a soft smile and dancing eyes "She with strong, gentle hands" says, "It is a good thing." I am perplexed. Clearly, this was not on my radar.
More quietness. She faintly releases the words - whimsical, free-flowing, strong, anchored, shelter, nourishing. I say nothing but allow my eyes to slid shut. He is speaking to my heart.
Often He surprises me. Who would've thought...."Sea Kelp". I LOVE how well He knows me. He had to put me on a massage table, in a dimly lit room, with only a blanket, get me to hear His loving words to me - You are MY "Sea Kelp".
As you journey through this gift of today, consider stopping and being still for five minutes. Take a breath that fills your entire being with the sweetness of atmosphere and listen for His voice calling you by name.
Until we Chat Again,
The Plank-Eyed Girl
Slowly, methodically, I mentally swim to the surface and in a whisper mutter, "Why sea kelp?" With a soft smile and dancing eyes "She with strong, gentle hands" says, "It is a good thing." I am perplexed. Clearly, this was not on my radar.
More quietness. She faintly releases the words - whimsical, free-flowing, strong, anchored, shelter, nourishing. I say nothing but allow my eyes to slid shut. He is speaking to my heart.
Often He surprises me. Who would've thought...."Sea Kelp". I LOVE how well He knows me. He had to put me on a massage table, in a dimly lit room, with only a blanket, get me to hear His loving words to me - You are MY "Sea Kelp".
As you journey through this gift of today, consider stopping and being still for five minutes. Take a breath that fills your entire being with the sweetness of atmosphere and listen for His voice calling you by name.
Until we Chat Again,
The Plank-Eyed Girl
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