In early 2012 I began a period of self-exploration which included my career and my personal needs. I was busy working my two jobs, balancing the career I loved with the steady paycheck that came with a stable retail job. I was comfortable with my skills, and I was building my reputation with the local community. Still, I was wondering when my chance would finally come to break away from the work I had to do to survive, and finally set about doing the work I love to do, full-time.
Up until that time the thought of becoming an herbalist had never crossed my mind. The suggestion took root in me one day as the mention of herbalism came up in a casual conversation. That day a voice somewhere inside me suddenly said something:
“Herbalist. I could do that.” Continue reading “On the Integration of My Bodywork Practice with Herbal Medicine”
It’s that time of year again, when we’ve gained some distance from the holiday season (and the post-holiday January recovery period), and we’re starting to look forward to longer days and enjoy *slightly* warmer weather here in the northeast. Enter February, and that holiday that many of us look to with a fair amount of dread and/or resentment: Valentine’s Day. Continue reading “A Gift of Your Heart is a Gift from the Heart”
Of the many massages I’ve had in my lifetime, I can think of two which stand out as the most disappointing. Now, given the number of massages I’ve had in total (and no, I don’t have an actual count, but it’s a lot), I can say that two bad ones, relatively speaking, is pretty inconsequential. And on a “bad” scale of 1-10, they weren’t really even terrible; just…lacking. You get so jazzed at the idea of going and having a massage, you look forward to it from the moment you confirm the appointment date and time, and then you get off the table when it’s over, and think, “Meh. That was a bummer.” But despite that small number, even now, years later, I can still remember them as being standouts. And, as I never saw either of those massage therapists again, being a standout on the negative side is not a good thing.
But as I said, those negative experiences were my fault. And here’s why: Continue reading “The Worst Massages I’ve Ever Had Were My Own Fault”
It’s an honor to do what I do.
When I step into my treatment room, I step out of the world that is filled with judgement, stress, and chaos. I shut out all the things that fill up our day: noise, bills, relationships, traffic, groceries. When I enter this room, I step into a place where the message is clear:
This is a place to heal. Continue reading “The Importance of Loving Your Chosen Path”