i love the experience of massaging someone and feeling my hands click into their fascia in that special, precisely perfect way. i love being able to offer someone insight and options for self-care. i love looking up at the clock and seeing that 22 minutes have magically disappeared. i love the sigh of relief at being touched in that special way, where the body can just let go where they didn't even know it was holding.
balkan beat box-fueled packing session today, ahhhh, moving. so satisfying to stir everything up and re-invent.
and i am so so so loving that amazing kid who meets me so gently at every rough edge, responding before i can even formulate the words and showing up with zest and vim at every turn.