Love and Neckties - Lacey Black Page 0,4
the job. Being a Reiki practitioner doesn’t exactly pay all the bills. That’s why I work part time at my bestie’s lingerie shop in town, as well as work as a part-time massage therapist. That’s actually what I went to school for, but I’m always interested in trying new things, which is how I became a certified Reiki healer too.
Samuel doesn’t say a word as I pull out my phone and find some meditation music, but I can feel his presence behind me. He stays back yet is close enough that goosebumps prickle my skin. Of course, it could be a result of being soaking wet too. Clearing my mind, I step up to the coffin, only slightly weirded out with what I’m about to do. I place my nondominant hand above her head and slowly start to scan down her body, keeping my hand four inches or so above her body.
“What are you doing?” Samuel’s words startle me. They’re soft and full of skepticism.
“I’m scanning her body to see if there is anywhere she needs additional healing,” I whisper, realizing this part of the process probably isn’t necessary, all things considered.
Samuel snorts a laugh. “Unless she’s going to get up and walk out of here, I don’t think any additional healing will help,” he mumbles.
Usually, my client would be lying on my massage table, but there really isn’t any other option here, so I take position at the head of the coffin, sliding over the pillar holding a massive flower arrangement as I go.
“Let me,” he says, carefully shifting the flowers until they’re out of my way and I can stand at her head.
I place my hand over her head, grimacing slightly at the thought of touching her. No, this is not my first deceased individual I’ve touched, but it is the first one I’ll be touching for a prolonged amount of time. Ignoring the shiver that slides down my spine, I position my hand above the third eye in her forehead.
For the next thirty minutes, I proceed to conduct Reiki over Debbie’s dead mother. Samuel remains quiet and out of the way while I work, though I can feel his presence in the room. When the session is complete, I feel confident Debbie’s mother is spiritually ready for her afterlife. “All finished,” I state, moving away from the coffin, turning off the meditation music playing from my cell phone.
Samuel stares at me as I approach. “That was…the biggest pile of bullshit I’ve ever witnessed.”
I gape at him, trying to give my best shocked expression, when all I really want to do is laugh. Samuel is the last person on earth I’d expect to trust and believe in the healing powers of Reiki. He’s more of a hold it in your hand or witness it with your own eyes to believe it man. “I can’t believe you said that, Sammy. After witnessing her relaxation and ultimate spiritual healing in the flesh, you still doubt the power.”
The tips of his ears turn red. “It’s Samuel, and I’m pretty sure she’s already as relaxed as she can get.”
It’s pretty much my goal in life to argue and make him as uncomfortable as humanly possible, which is why I follow up with, “I think you could benefit from a few Reiki treatments.” I step closer, invading his personal space. His Adam’s apple bobs again, letting me know I’m affecting him. “Oh, what I would do to get ahold of your…chakra.” Yes, I intentionally make it sound dirty just to watch him blush.
He does.
“You keep your paws away from my…chakra.”
I step back and turn around, grabbing my purse that I discarded on the floor. “One of these days, Sammy, I’m going to get ahold of your…chakra, and make you feel so good, you’ll never want me to stop having my hands on your…chakra.” Grinning inwardly to myself, I turn back around to face him. His eyes, however, are cast downward.
Where my ass was.
Knowing he was just busted ogling my behind, he quickly makes his way to the flower arrangement we had moved and rights it. It actually takes him several minutes as he steps back and inspects the angles of the flowers multiple times to ensure it’s displayed properly, which I find comical, considering tomorrow he’s moving them all to the church for the funeral service. “You know, no one is going to see that bad boy, right? Live on the edge. Let it be out of place for the night.”
He glances over