It was what his therapist said to do. Anyone peeping through the window might be forgiven for thinking he had completely lost his marbles but he genuinely found it beneficial. He lay down face first on the cool stone floor, bringing as much of his body into direct contact with the slabs of ancient granite as possible. He could smell the footsteps of countless generations and a frisson of cold ran through his limbs and belly within seconds of lying there. He felt his troubles leave his body and drain away with an almost perceptible trickle. He felt total calm.
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I enjoyed your twist on therapy! Particular like the sentence – He felt his troubles leave his body and drain away with an almost perceptible trickle'
Hi Lynda,The art of meditation while prone on the floor. Nice touch. The tactile senses would work overtime with the mind when taking in the sense of many past footsteps crossing the floor.:) I enjoyed reading your story.
This is delicious with detail. It almost makes me want to try this form of therapy. Well, maybe not. 😉
Really love the phrase 'perceptible trickle.' Fantastic words.
What a great take on the prompt & I can imagine how that would feel. I liked the way you touched on how it must look. You didn't mention the nakedness though – that would have got him taken away I'm sure! 😉
Was trying to come up with something along these lines myself. Couldn't quite capture it as well as you managed though 🙂
What an interesting idea for therapy! This is so well written that I do believe that it's helping the client. I love the idea of smelling "the footsteps of countless generations…"
I am there with you on the floor. I can feel it completely. Well done.
Where do I sign up for this therapy? Enjoyed this, kind of expected some kind of twist with this prompt so not getting one was a pleasant surprise.
I love it 🙂 I agree with Ian – can I sign up?