"hey," i repeated softly . i waited until her eyes locked on mine . i fought to keep from blinking , fesring i could lose hetr again with a single blink ."it's not help[ng ," i said in monotone ,:" the yeling . thew wr ithing . i know what's going on is awful for you . the alternatives "- i paused so that she could fill in the blanks -"are worse ."
she glared at me , in a tone that was almost conversational , she repeated her cry ," eeeeeeaaaaaa."
"do you ever do yoga ? meditate ?"
she glared somew more . thenshe dry swalllowed . narrowed her eyes . nodded .
i nodded back , i began to think in a steady rhythm , every few seconds , adding a tiny head njod of a centimeter or so with each blink . i did it ten times , fifteen . when shge started to mimic my movements , i did it twenty more times , i counted . in my mind m, i did an inventory of the few things i knew about amy's loves . i would need them to guide the imagery .
in my softest office voice , i said ," look at me . my eyes . in your mind , go someplace you would love to do yoga . imagine it all . look at me . good. a secluded beach . yes ? the salt air . a warm breeze . birds are singing a melody that soothes you . the hillside is covered with flowers . every last one is a birrd of paraqdise ...the colors are deep green and that lovely orangew .....the smells are heavenly ......now imagine what you're wearing ....the texture of the sand on your bare feet .oick a starting pose ....perfect it .....ho;ld it ......go head , pick one , uoyour favorite ." she was staring at me with heavy , unblinking eyes . reluctant eyes ." eyes ." your eyes are heavy ........ they want to close .....so heavy ." her breathing was slowing...
her eyes closed . " find your center . good . ease into it . now breaath ...from your gut .you knkow . work your diapharagm. listen to your biody .....imagine...lead ....follow . breatrhg......good . stay there ....ho;d the position. breath . in , out . in . out . in.....out . in ...ouit ."
i timed my words to her breaths so she didn't have to adjust her breathing to my words .
she glared at me , in a tone that was almost conversational , she repeated her cry ," eeeeeeaaaaaa."
"do you ever do yoga ? meditate ?"
she glared somew more . thenshe dry swalllowed . narrowed her eyes . nodded .
i nodded back , i began to think in a steady rhythm , every few seconds , adding a tiny head njod of a centimeter or so with each blink . i did it ten times , fifteen . when shge started to mimic my movements , i did it twenty more times , i counted . in my mind m, i did an inventory of the few things i knew about amy's loves . i would need them to guide the imagery .
in my softest office voice , i said ," look at me . my eyes . in your mind , go someplace you would love to do yoga . imagine it all . look at me . good. a secluded beach . yes ? the salt air . a warm breeze . birds are singing a melody that soothes you . the hillside is covered with flowers . every last one is a birrd of paraqdise ...the colors are deep green and that lovely orangew .....the smells are heavenly ......now imagine what you're wearing ....the texture of the sand on your bare feet .oick a starting pose ....perfect it .....ho;ld it ......go head , pick one , uoyour favorite ." she was staring at me with heavy , unblinking eyes . reluctant eyes ." eyes ." your eyes are heavy ........ they want to close .....so heavy ." her breathing was slowing...
her eyes closed . " find your center . good . ease into it . now breaath ...from your gut .you knkow . work your diapharagm. listen to your biody .....imagine...lead ....follow . breatrhg......good . stay there ....ho;d the position. breath . in , out . in . out . in.....out . in ...ouit ."
i timed my words to her breaths so she didn't have to adjust her breathing to my words .
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