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Lucy handed me a glass of water with a slice of cucumber in it. "Don't schedule another appointment," she said, shocking me. "Go for a walk tomorrow. Stretch for five minutes. Come back when you forget how to breathe again."

Walking into Lucy’s studio was different. There was no marble fountain or new-age pan flute music. It was a quiet, warm room in a converted craftsman house. The only sound was the soft hum of a space heater and the snap of clean sheets. Most massage therapists ask, "How is the pressure?" Lucy asked, "Where do you live when you are stressed?" lucy's massage

Because here is the truth I learned on that table: Lucy handed me a glass of water with