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What was it that made this interaction so endearing? Some called her gifted. Others said she was Intuitive. She always knew the right touch. The right words. There wasn’t a moment the mind couldn’t escape. Finding a peace in the shadows. Using the stillness within her. A calm. She could connect on a level that even friends and family had shied away from. Her light and their darkness would dance.
What was it that made this interaction so endearing? Some called her gifted. Others said she was Intuitive. She always knew the right touch. The right words. There wasn’t a moment the mind couldn’t escape. Finding a peace in the shadows. Using the stillness within her. A calm. She could connect on a level that even friends and family had shied away from. Her light and their darkness would dance.
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Time was fluid from the moment her hands touched. There was a wave of understanding. It was experience that brought her so close. This vulnerability resonating from this stranger. She became like a mother. Nurturing hidden wounds. She had learned that scars ran deeper than flesh and the mind could be like a prison.
Time was fluid from the moment her hands touched. There was a wave of understanding. It was experience that brought her so close. This vulnerability resonating from this stranger. She became like a mother. Nurturing hidden wounds. She had learned that scars ran deeper than flesh and the mind could be like a prison.
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Her space was her sanctuary. Her escape. She listened to waves crash in the background. The ambiance of a soft glow surrounded her. She would take a breath in through her mouth feel the air upon her tongue and travel into her belly. She was free.
Her space was her sanctuary. Her escape. She listened to waves crash in the background. The ambiance of a soft glow surrounded her. She would take a breath in through her mouth feel the air upon her tongue and travel into her belly. She was free.
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It was as if being revived. Her mind allowed thoughts to enter. Leaving all attachments behind. Her focus was on what was hidden behind the voices. There was something pulling her from her body. Desensitizing her. Allowing her spirit to break away. This was meditation. This was how she could keep going. This was her recharge.
It was as if being revived. Her mind allowed thoughts to enter. Leaving all attachments behind. Her focus was on what was hidden behind the voices. There was something pulling her from her body. Desensitizing her. Allowing her spirit to break away. This was meditation. This was how she could keep going. This was her recharge.