Life's Negotiations

Had a great session with a massage therapist today, of the cranial-sacral variety. He's helping me with scar tissue from a surgery four years ago.

He's a licensed psychotherapist, certified in multiple healing arts and practicing for 20+ years. As you might imagine, he is effortlessly gifted and peaceful in his approach. I went from harried schlepper to mush within 20 minutes.

But when it came to the question of cost, he said, "That's $x...or whatever you're comfortable paying."

Gotta love Dolly and Kenny (pre-plastic surgery).

On the train the other day, I stared out of the window at the Hudson River and considered: What makes someone like rivers or lakes more than the ocean?

I originally thought it had something to do with where you grew up. Growing up next to the Hudson, I perhaps was predisposed to prefer it to crashing waves. It reminds me of home.