What Really Scares Me
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Ebb and Flow.
Just when I thought Iâ€™d worked through my fears, I came up with a new one.
A long-time acquaintance of mine joyously described the mission thatâ€™s taken over her life. Sheâ€™s been studying reiki Â and Â massage Â therapy Â to Â some Â degree Â for Â several years, but sheâ€™s recently jumped full-fledged into pursuit of learning everything she can.
What she has to say isnâ€™t anything new to me, but it hits me in a new way when I hear it this time. She says that Â peopleÂ Â in Â messageÂ Â therapyÂ Â cry,Â Â scream,Â Â throw up…that when they are touched somewhere where some- thing good or bad has happened in the past, it brings it all back. She says that emotions Â are stored not just in the brain, but Â throughout Â the body. And when someone is touched, the emotions come out with such great force.
Other than a quick hug or a professional handshake, itâ€™s been well over two years, almost three, since I let a man touch me.
One day, it might happen again.
And thatâ€™s what really scares me.