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….
(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…