OMG. I don't know even if even knew he was touching it.

I was totally "out there" because of something triggering. He was trying to ground me and decided to do a little EMDR. I don't know if anyone is familiar with the EMDR buzzer machine thingy (don't know the proper name) but it is a little box that has a long wire. Connected to the wire are two circles. You hold one in each hand and they vibrate. Anyway, T was putting the circle thingies in my hands and I was sitll way "out there" and he paused to tell me something important. And as he paused to tell me, our hands were touching. And he left his hand there for a few seconds until he was done with what he was saying. Then I took the circle thingy. I almost died. In two years and three months I have never so much as brushed against his hand, shook his hand, nothing. This was the first time ever I got to see how he felt. Of course I told him none of this because there was way too much going on and plus I already feel like a total idiot. I'm thinking of telling him on Saturday. I'm sure he touched me by accident, but either way it meant something to me and it is my feelings that count.

He was absolutely amazing during this session. At one point we were talking about the reciprocity of feelings, particularly outside of session and he said, "I think about you. I care about you."

We created my very own safe place. We made up a city apartment and "decorated" it with all the things I would want. Then he took me through my "apartment" while using the EMDR machine.

He gave me a guided imagery CD that he finds amazing. I can't wait to try it.

OMG I love my T. In the brilliant words of Sister, "OMG OMG OMG."