I’m supine and swaddled in terry cloth when my spirit guide first makes contact.
“I’m sorry. I was just — I’m just, like, scanning… Do you mind if I connect with Spirit?” Mashell Tabe, the medical aesthetician who is about to pierce hundreds of tiny holes in my face, is apologizing after drifting off halfway through a technical explanation of what she’s about to do to my skin. I tell her to please, of course, go ahead.
“Okay, yay! Because I was like, ohmygod, I’m just, like, scanning your energy and I didn’t even ask, like, if it was okay. So I had to catch myself! Okay. Alright. Perfect.”
I’m in Mashell’s high-ceilinged and surprisingly cozy SoHo office and I’m there, mostly and if I’m being honest, because of Gwyneth Paltrow. Gwyneth Paltrow and also Instagram…
(from manrepeller.com)
