The Presence of Buddha


M: “So how tall are you, anyway?,” he asked as I ly naked under the covers. His hands performing releases to my left thigh.

T: “Five-foot-eight,” I replied.

M: “Oh, that’s it? I thought you were taller, at least five-foot-ten.”

T: “Really, why do you think that is? I hear that often.”

M: “It’s your presence.” pausing, “At 333 pounds, most people think I’m taller than six-feet.”

T: later, when leaving for the evening, I saw that he was indeed only six feet. Wow, I couldn’t believe it! Now I could see why so often people think I’m bigger than I am, too…. 

M=Massage therapist




“Belly Laughter”
(Same session as above)

We were talking about the anatomy of the muscles, bones and nerves of the pelvic floor region being the same in both males and females (minus the reproductive organs, and extra opening/hiatus for females). The room was darker than usual, the sun having set hours ago.

T: “So, you see, it’s all basically the same, minus the organs.”

M: “Yes, but you cannot make anything dance.”

T: immediately smiling slyly and broadly, probably audibly: “I guess it depends on if I’m the snake or the snake charmer.”

M: without missing a beat he belted out a most thunderous and delicious belly laugh. in that moment, I felt I was in the presence of Buddha. Even in the dark room I could see him throwing his head back projecting his belly laughter to the heavens through his silhouette.

T: Heart glowing, face beaming, laughter moving upwards from my toes and belly; feeling how fully he appreciated my joke. Perhaps this is part of why my sessions always last longer than scheduled…



Published by Tiffany

Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C.

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