On Sunday service at the spa

Tank Green/ November 13, 2022/ Reviews

Spa is Life.

Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to get really fucking hot.
May we accept the wet and dry heat with serenity,
And have the wisdom to know when we need to leave the room for a rest break.
May we warm the very marrow of our bones and the cockles of our hearts,
And as we slough our dead skin down the plug hole,
May our skin be renewed with a gleaming vigour.

Living for Sunday, enjoying one hot room at a time,
Accepting the challenge of the plunge pool as a pathway to health and vitality,
Taking it’s icy embrace like a woman, or man, or themtheyithan.
Trusting that the weekly ritual of rest and relaxation
Will make all things all right.
By surrendering our Sundays to your hot-cold glory,
We can be happy on this day,
And spend the next six days in anticipation
Of another day lived in exhalation of the most hot.

Awomen, Amen, and Anonbinary.

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