Magic Hands

I have a very good friend who has never had any training in massage but I'm telling you, the man has magic hands. It's funny too because he's a construction worker his hands are not soft but when he's giving a massage they might as well be velvet. Since I'm not too shabby at giving a good massage myself, we do exchanges. It works. Last night he had me so relaxed I totally fell asleep, I was out like a light. He had to wake me up so I could drive home. It was funny.

I love massage because I believe in using the power of touch to heal. Nothing helps my stress levels like a massage and it's not just working the muscles, it's the touch. It's knowing that someone is taking the time to make me feel good. Of course, I only let friends that I trust do this but I feel like it builds the bonds of friendship. People who are weird about touching other people make me a bit uncomfortable, friendships with them don't work out so well for me. I'm too much of a hugger!