Her Hands on My Head

After the combination Tai Chi, Pilates, and yoga class today at my gym, we all lay on the floor, our breaths slowing in the cooling studio. The instructor went around to each student, and placed her hands on their forehead.

When she knelt behind me, I could smell the eucalyptus wafting from her fingers. She laid her palms on my temples, fingers splayed across my face. I inhaled, the scent catching somewhere deep in my body.

The acts of kindness we stumble upon, every day.