frigid cold makes it a little more difficult to convince the body and mind to get out of the warm bed. the short distance to the meditation closet becomes a daunting journey.
this day, hwubby's snoring comes to my rescue. it's one of those occasions that his power snores actually shakes the bed.
i quickly come to the conclusion there's no way i can go back to sleep even with ear plugs.
once i settle into the meditation posture, i'm even more grateful to hwubby. there is this marvelously soothing sensation that spread from somewhere deeper than the bones all the way to the skin from head to toe. and beyond.
this is relaxation as i know it up another few notches. it's like all the cells are having their own personal, top quality masseurs working on them.
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