ABSTRACT
My first Reiki massage, ever. Anxious because of deadlines, a hundred things whizzing through the head. Talking with the Reiki master, trying to get a sense of what will happen. Then the massage begins, a curious mixture of touch and non-touch. As this is going on, something strange and unexpected starts to occur, then starts to surge uncontrollably, a welling-up that becomes an outpouring. Along with a feeling of incredible release, I start to cry and find I cannot stop.
