We all have personal lies, those unconscious beliefs that direct our actions. I think two of my dad’s big lies were; I am not worthy, and I am unloveable.
Letting go is a concept I didn’t absorb until I went to a spiritual retreat. I got a note telling me to let go at exactly the right moment. I finally got the message. I cried deeply, mostly out of relief when I let the words sink in. It was as if I was reading them for the first time.
I was always under the impression that if you were living your life’s purpose there would be a certain flow, a continuity to life. Perhaps I was naive. Perhaps I was too hopeful.
"I feel sorry for your husband," said my client. "You're strong!" A smile spread across my face and we both laughed. I miss this part, building relationships, connecting in this quiet space, but I don't miss my massage practice. I closed that over a year ago. My license expires at the end of the year … Continue reading Why I Quit Doing Massage
Mostly I forget about the woman I used to be, but there are days I remember her. My goals have become health focused. I like the way I feel when I take care of myself. I like the energy I have. I appreciate good sleep. Those are my goals, not body image, not anymore. This … Continue reading Body Image
Who were you before they broke your heart? I think it's safe to say I've done thousands of body work treatments in the past twelve years. In that time I've gotten many lessons on human nature. One of those lessons is about how people sometimes attach themselves to a story. The story always has one … Continue reading Who Are You?
I was nearly thirty-five when I went to massage school. I had been a credit union employee for several years at that point. My roots were in North Dakota. I was raised on the family farm in the heart of cattle country. Self-care wasn't exactly taught. Sit down and rest for a few minutes was … Continue reading Donuts and Green Juice