“Why hello, what would you like to feel today?

“Why hello, what would you like to feel today? She asks.

“Today…,” I pause to think.

Most days she chooses for me so I am struck.

“You mean I get to pick? I ask with childish wonder.

She moves her hands to my shoulder, the pressure builds.

I hold my breath, but remember that’s exactly what she’s reminded me not to do.

 “Like I said, what do you want to feel today? She says calmly, her tone irritating me.

I raise my eyebrow and glare at her; I am my thirteen year old self.

“What options do I have? I ask my tone increasingly tense and irritated.

“You my dear, you have the power to choose.” She replies like a soft flute melody.

She is calm, centered and meditating slightly even during our conversation.

She whispers, “What would you like to feel today?”

The serenity of her voice is just beyond my reach. 

I shift into her melody, if only for a brief second and am surrounded by positive energy.

“I do want to be in that space,” I utter with a tear falling down my cheek.

“Then be that space,” she whispers and disappears like a figment of my imagination.