It happened again to me. I was washing my face after a session and my least favorite question spills out of my new client: "So...what do you do?"
It only ever comes from a new client and I'm pretty sure they don't bother to read my blog. I can really only stare back at them for a minute. There are completely harmless variations of this question....so, what are your hobbies? What do you do in your free time? But the tone of voice....maybe I just enjoy myself so much they can't comprehend that this is also my profession?
Or perhaps what irks me is that what I do carries a depth that isn't perceived by all my clients. There is energy moving between us, and in my role as priestess, I channel it as best I can. I step into my role to give compassion and to be present. As a good friend of mine said, "finding the sexy in someone." It's a muscle that I naturally had flexibility in, but with practice I have a much greater range. Moments such as these show me my edge.
What do I do? When I'm not running my own business I'm running through fantasies. Sweat between my breasts, my seven league boots are all I need. I've shed the rest at each gate towards the underworld where I serve as Queen--part time, of course. A modern day priestess of the primordial Gaia goddess of infinite names
What do I do? When I'm not a fisher of men, I'm farming. this hoe plants seeds wherever she finds fertile ground Nurturing sprouts of truths and mysteries alike Kissing each mushroom head as it pops up Watering energies on each shakti rising beanstalk I'm growing metaphors in my hanging gardens.
What do I do? Occasionally...you.