Recently I visited my mom and dad. I am blessed that they still thrive and during my visit I took the time to massage their feet while they were relaxing.
I often talk too much – as you know – and I felt that this was a way just to be present with them and not talk. In fact, it came to me from a story about a man who was not feeling great and how his friend, an elder, would come every day and massage his feet and not exchange anything more than the tough. The man who was massaged said that of all the people that offered help, the friend who came and massaged him without words was the most helpful visitor of all.
Sometimes the person who needs visiting is us and sometimes the person who needs to be visited, or held or touched is another.
In this meditation, we explore a bit of both.