One of the joys of spending time in a new area as a skilled massage therapist is getting to build a new practice and meet different and interesting clients. And, one of the anxieties of touching new clients as a severe traumatic brain injury survivor is that my circulation is not good and my hands are cold.
One of the fun opportunities of providing deep outcall bodywork in the Tahoe area this time of year is the chance to work with Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) thru-hikers who stop over in Truckee or South Lake Tahoe for some rest and rejuvenation. The PCT is a classic thru-hike that starts at the Mexican Border
Our first destination on our trip leaving the Bay Area was Sheldon National Antelope Refuge. A contact on Instagram who’d noticed my love of archaeology reached out and suggested
I first came to the Bay Area in 2003, from Phoenix, Arizona, living first in the Berkeley hills out of the back of a Toyota truck at the end of Panoramic Way. Almost 20 years of my life and massage career has taken place here.
That’s a wrap for the 2021/2022 ski season. Last week, I visited Snowbasin near Ogden, Utah to put the finishing touches on a 40-day ski season. As weather forecasters predicted, it was a low-tide year with the La Niña weather pattern keeping the snow totals low. However, I still had lots of fun.
Experiencing a severe head injury is a lot like being sling-shot into a new, strange reality.
One of the great joys of the nomadic massage life is getting to revisit special places throughout the West. Orvis Hot Springs, based on the outskirts of the Rocky Mountain-ringed Ridgway, Colorado – which I camp at when I ski in Telluride – is one of my very favorite places.
The smoky, hazy skies of Northern California’s fire season have me dreaming of crisp, powdery winter plans. Right up there with my devotion to providing unique bodywork and high-quality outcall massage, I am a bona fide ski bum.
In the first trimester of my massage school, Mark Caffarel, the former car mechanic turned massage therapy instructor, mentioned Esalen as a magical place full of long strokes intermingled with the sounds of waves. That sounded pretty good to me as I labored through the conservative, stifling and rigorous 1,000-hour syllabus at the Desert Institute of the Healing Arts.
We had moved to Taos, New Mexico during a period of personal and professional upheaval surrounding my career, and I was beginning to plan my relationship to bodywork and my public facing marketing going forward. I wanted to begin the process of building a new website that was more descriptive of my services for the public while protecting me through …
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