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Another day of weaving my art on human canvases ends, the natural oils on my fingers perfumed with lavender's soothing whispers and eucalyptus' healing promises. I rest my hands, charged with the mysterious energy that each client has left behind, each one as lucid as the last. Muscles relaxed, knots undone - a silent hymn to my fifty-three years on Earth that echo through this massage room in my South African sanctuary.
There are moments of profound freedom, where the time seems to stop, where I realise that these hands are a bridge between the weary and the refreshed. They’re just ordinary hands, but they hold an extraordinary purpose. With each rhythmic slide against worn-out shoulders, each confident press on tense lower backs, I help my clients find an escape, a fleeting reprieve from their quotidian worries.
How easily this freedom can turn into teasing, every soft stroke stirring a gentle curiosity. Every press of the thumb or curl of the fingers becomes a bookmark, an 'x-bookmark' in the story of their bodies' healing journey. Like a well-loved book, frequently revisited, my clients return to these x-bookmarks, my touch a remembered echo, stirring anticipation for an encore performance.
Every touch is intentional, every stroke has a purpose. It's a playful dance between me, these hands, and my client's aches. The tension dissipates, replaced with surprise as the familiar discomfort transforms into an unexpected comfort. It is here, on the precipice of this change, that teasing lives; always curious, never overstepping boundaries.
We dance together, this teasing dance, on the brink of transformation. They trust in me, the mysterious maestro orchestrating their body's symphony, and I find immense joy in this surrender. In my unconventional dance of freedom and teasing, I find my calling personified, transcending genders, norms, and societal expectations.
I am non-binary, a massage therapist, and an ageless being residing within ‘age 53’. I am the author of countless x-bookmarks, the artist of liberated bodies, and the teaser who extracts comfort from discomfort—a series of paradoxes, just like the dance of massage itself. This is my reality—a universe of touch, transformation and teasing. And I, in all my years, have only ever loved being its creator.