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Release Me, Please
Muscular release from the wounds of life, not brought on by anything other than daily living an anthem to the whole living life fully thing, which means on same days the act of placing one foot in front of the other.
Massage feels wonderful, when applied, by a skilled therapist, well-studied and devoted to their work and I am most grateful when I experience recovery, even if for a little while, because it makes my life tolerable.
It is interesting to me how some people look at massage at a treat or a luxury item and this makes me sad, when it is someone who I know would have a better life for having a massage, it’s what kept me going when I had nothing to go on and I mean nothing.
Saving money is a challenge when you have so many demands on your life, however it is money well saved that goes to the benefit of massage and other forms of treatment not covered by health plans, such a shame that these are not covered since they help life be more tolerable and I have to wonder about the sensibility of all this.
Once, I wrote an article about the benefits of massage and it was published by a client, many moons ago and I wonder if it affected the lives of the readers, granted the article benefited getting potential clients, but that only added to the benefit because someone might be enriched by the experience, good, I say.
