escort diary® of Mishka Massage: The luxury of being touched
We spend so much of our lives doing.
Working.
Driving.
Thinking.
Planning.
Answering messages.
Looking after everyone else.
And then someone asks:
When was the last time you simply received?
Not achieved
Not performed.
Not produced.
Received.
There is something incredibly luxurious about lying down and allowing someone else to take care of you for a while.
Feeling warm oil glide across your skin.
Feeling the rhythm of slow, continuous touch.
Feeling your breathing gradually fall into the rhythm of the room.
You don't have to talk.
You don't have to entertain me.
You don't have to be anything other than exactly who you are when you walk through the door.
For that little while, you can simply receive.
And perhaps that's a luxury we all need a little more of.
Mishka x
