Solitude Among the Faeries
Sep 3, 1999 -
© Virginia Marin
The spa which I enjoy the most is outside. It is surrounded by lush vegetation of green and brightly colored flowers, whose fragrances pervade the breeze. The butterflies, with their vividly colored wings, play within my vision, and I imagine that they are faeries from Dubh Sidhe's Faerie Garden. Close your eyes and imagine yourself in a spa. Relax your body in front of the invigorating jets. Embrace the hot water swirling about your tired being. Feel the bubbles and the stinging massage of pulsating water fingers. Hear the aqualine rush as it belches and erupts endlessly. Smell the freshness of effervescent water or the piquancy of sulphur. Take a deep breath and force all of the foibles from your mind. Imagine that you are at the seashore. The salt air is stimulating. Concentrate on the waves, the seagulls, the sand beneath you and the sun's warmth on your skin. Or perhaps you would rather be in the country, resting in a hammock. Feel the gentle breeze. The grass and flowers are beautiful and you marvel at the myriad fragrances and colors. Focus on a single image that brings peace to your soul--a flower, bubbling brook or being lulled by the rhythmic motion of a rocking chair or swing. Feel the peace, the quietness-- the enchantment... Wee Word Wizard
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