Page 23 of Save a Wish

Contentment, perhaps?

Possibly bliss?

Maybe euphoria?

Absolutely nothing in my body hurt. I was complete mush and I liked it.

The singing bowls echoed in my living room for a good stretch of time then gently petered out as Sadie ended the session.

Slowly, I turned my head to face her, and she raised her eyebrows at me from her position still behind the bowls.

“Well?” she asked.

“What sorcery was that?” I looked back up at the ceiling. “I . . . I . . . feel fucking fantastic.”

Sadie chuckled. “That’s the point, Beckett. And might I add that your aura is now a lovely shade of green?”

I slid to a seated position, but honestly, my body was in a gaseous state right now. No form. Just vapor.

“Green?” I focused on my hands as if I might actually see a green color hovering around them. “I saw green as the bowls were playing.”

“It’s a much better color than the gray that was sticking to you before. Green represents the heart chakra, so maybe we opened that up for you.” Sadie stood, one graceful move that got her to her feet effortlessly. She probably rocked at yoga.

And maybe some other physical activities.

“The gray is gone?” I asked, surprised by how much I cared about that.

“No sign of it.” Sadie stepped around the bowls and came closer, her hands tightly gripping the mallets. “Listen, I apologize if me saying your aura was off upset you. I’m accustomed to saying whatever is on my mind.”

“It’s okay.” I scrubbed a hand over my face. “You were right. My aura was off. It had to have been if I feel this differently after your sound bath magic.”

“You feel differently? Truly?” The hopeful tone was endearing, child-like almost.

“I do.” I looked up at her. “Thank you.”

“You shouldn’t thank me because I’m about to bother you about my business now.” She grinned. “Hopefully that doesn’t turn your aura back to gray.”

“Well, if it does, you can whack those bowls some more, can’t you?”

“I suppose I can.” Her smile widened. “Now that you’re a believer in sound baths and auras.”

“And breathwork,” I added as I pushed to my feet. “Don’t forget the breathwork.”

Sadie and I stood across from one another, falling back into that staring thing we kept doing. What was that?

Wiggling my arms as if to shake off the trance between us, I said, “Come on into my office and we can get started on your business stuff.” I amazed myself with my ability to focus on why Sadie was here, especially because my mind kept thinking of other reasons she could be here instead. Reasons that involved way more than breathwork, sound baths, and staring at each other. Was that because my heart chakra was open now?

Sadie stopped to grab a tote bag she’d brought in with her and to set the mallets on my coffee table. “I won’t pack those singing bowls up yet in case you need another dose.”

I led her into my office and to my work desk where I’d already pulled over my gaming chair for me to sit on so she could have my other chair.

“Have a seat.” I pulled out the regular desk chair then picked up a dry erase marker. “Unload your ideas, I’ll jot them on this whiteboard, then we’ll devise a plan of attack, okay?”

“Okay.”

She opened her tote bag and pulled out a bunch of little slips of paper then gave me a sheepish look. “Sorry, but this is how ideas come to me. In tiny snippets. I try to capture them immediately then end up having all this.” She gestured to the papers she’d dumped onto my desk.

“Don’t apologize for your process.” I sat beside her and set the dry erase marker down. “We all have our own brand of genius.”