Morning in Fantasyland

Today I was a canvas being painted over and over again. The motions were smooth and precise, a wonderful practiced rhythm with just the right amount of pressure.  The paints were silky at times, cool then warm, slightly scratchy then sticky. The smells were incredible; pleasantly floral, light and heavenly. I even once licked a slightly sweet honey from my lips. 

I encouraged myself to be present and in the moment. To allow complete relaxation while not falling asleep. To be appreciative of each stroking touch. 

I was rewarded by feeling lighter, a weight noticeably pulled away from me, replaced with a peaceful smile through me. The sensation was one I never experience before and long to feel again. 

An hour Timeless Facial at the Polynesian Spa was a unforgettable experience.