I checked my phone during a massage.
It laid there, within my reach, just in case I needed to check the time or wanted to record a sneaky video…
I forgot to put it on airplane mode…
And some of the moves in my facelifting ritual are one-handed… slow… some of the moves are not even… moving - they’re static holds…
And bam.
I gave in to the temptation.
For the first time ever.
I wish I could say karma punished me right away and I spilled the oil or scratched my client or something.
I didn’t.
I still gave the best massage ever.
It didn’t do a THING.
🤷🏻♀️
But.
One of the best parts of my treatment is the full, undivided, 100% attention to you, 100% of the time.
Which was only 99% today.
So - while shame and guilt are not very useful emotions so I choose not to indulge - I wanna make a public commitment to myself and you guys to not do that again.
I won’t say I never will.
We’re only humans.
But, striving to be the best therapist you’ve ever had makes me a better human too.
So I promise to do my best to hold the standard high... and not forget about that airplane mode again. 😂
Love,
M.