Today is my birthday. I'm being taken to lunch. I'm being taken to dinner. Both very nice restaurants; gifts from friends and my husband.
I gifted myself yesterday with a manicure, pedicure and hot stone massage. It was heaven and took the considerable edge off having yet
another birthday.
Gina's Nasturtiums by Carson Pritchard
The massage was the best part. It left me feeling healed, inside and out. My arthritis, achey muscles and fatigue were gone. I felt the toxins leave my body. The lemon, lavendar and tangerine oils revitalized me and the hot stones on the obvious knots eased my soreness.
I need to do this more often; baby myself, treat my body better. Relieve my tension and my mind. The last time I made a ritual of self healing was through polarity therapy which I loved. But perhaps right now massage is the way to go. Winter is coming; the snow, ice and wind bends me, dries my skin and brutalizes my joints. Perhaps I can stave off those elemental reactions.
I would tell you I feel reflective but my husband and I have huge changes upcoming and I'm saving reflections for them. I will need another massage once we've made it through the next five weeks. I'm superstitious or I'd tell you now.
It's all good.
