Spas Are So Yesterday

At the new breed of wellness centers, you can get a rubdown for your soul

Robert Gallagher for TIME

I cannot give her what she wants. Narayan's hands have been pressed against my heels for 10 minutes, and she'll be damned if she stops before I breathe into my feet, let the energy go and give it to her. And I'm trying. I've tried willing my feet to warm up, push out the mojo, even glow. I've tried breathing heavily, meditating, briefly falling asleep. There are crystals on my forehead, my chest, my throat, clutched in both my hands. But Narayan is not satisfied. Eventually she gives up. "Whoa, dude. You put up a fight," she says.

I'm at the...

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