A long, long time ago, in a place far, far away... I got a massage.
Working as a builder, my body was in the habit of pain and my mind didn't know the difference. I had a short fuse to a big bomb--every day was a habit of challenge.
I went into the massage cranky and came out of there someone else, entirely. I felt as if my feet were six inches from the floor and I was handing out hugs to everyone I saw. Rainbows and lollipops. I don't know how I would have made it down those two flights o...
A long, long time ago, in a place far, far away... I got a massage.
Working as a builder, my body was in the habit of pain and my mind didn't know the difference. I had a short fuse to a big bomb--every day was a habit of challenge.
I went into the massage cranky and came out of there someone else, entirely. I felt as if my feet were six inches from the floor and I was handing out hugs to everyone I saw. Rainbows and lollipops. I don't know how I would have made it down those two flights of stairs without the handrail.
A few hours later, in my grapeseed oil-glowing skin, I noticed my brain trying to go back into its usual habit of finding fault and criticizing everything, but it just didn't match how I still felt in my body. In that moment, I had to laugh--at me--for being so habitually, ridiculously negative. I decided then and there that I wouldn't continue living my life that way. So, it's true--one massage changed everything.
It's why I do what I do now, not working construction for the satisfaction of creating beautiful finished products and usually-thrilled customers, but for helping cranky people to find peace.
Got happy? Never mind. I've got it right here. Come on over.
Take a deep breath... Let's get started.