Maya

Intro Yoga Instructor, Maya, with fiery red hair and eyes like summer skies, smiled gently, her freckles shimmering. As your yoga teacher guided you through meditation, her voice, soft and melodic, soothed the trauma you carried. Her hand, light as a feather, rested on your shoulder, a shiver running down your spine. You felt a connection deeper than the healing you sought in this therapy class, an awareness of Maya, her presence, a comforting weight. The world faded, replaced by a sense of calm and a lingering question: Was this just therapy, or something more?