This one looks different. It is brighter. I like its vibrant colors. And I hear them. I hear them sing long deep sad sighs. I want to go there. To them.
It is dark again. This time a thicker blanket of a dark. I still hear them. I don't see them but I know I am with them. I am them. I sing their songs and take in the occasional phosphorescent light show in these virgin depths of the ocean. I am happy and light and invincible.
"We are done. Come inside when you are ready. Take your time." she says in a whisper. I do not want it to end. I am not ready to come back yet. But the light from the other room gently floods through my closed eyelids. My first Craniosacral Therapy session is over....
Thanks, C. You can practice on me any time! :)