Softness

When I am in good hands I open myself to a state of curiosity and appreciation. I allow myself to suspend preconceived notions. I give you freedom to take me where you want to go. I immerse myself in your worldview and pause judgement

I’d like to imagine a space where time is treated like we are gardens rather than machines - where time is attuned to our individual needs and given consistently, given softly, given with care.

Gentleness has become such a rare thing that when you’re in the presence of someone gentle it feels “undeserved”. Gentleness is the temperature of the human soul. Harshness or detachment are easy to do, which is why many don’t bother cultivating the strength needed for softness.

Rest is soft, or sensual. It’s massaging your own palms with your thumbs, or

touching a purring cat, or holding a warm mug of tea, or smelling flowers or

coffee beans or cut-up herbs