I want to introduce you to something special. This is Pat. Pat is my Peace Lilly. She is named after one of my mentors and a special teacher in massage. I took a long time to name this Lilly because I killed the last one.
As I get to know you there’s something that we often have in common … we have canine companions. So, for the dog lovers, you’ll totally relate to this story (I hope). My “first child” is MacGyver “Mac” a 13-year-old Cavalier King Charles. If you
(Or how suffering in exercise is not the answer to happiness) I’ve loved sharing this story with you all over the last few months. But here it is in writing. And it is a true story. Basically, I called my wife a psychopath. And I
Have you noticed the sunshine and abnormally warm May this year? My Son, Cameron, and I have taken advantage to do some big day walks around Mt Crawford recently. We love the Mt Crawford Forest, a nice mix between native scrub and harvest timber, wide
Using blunt force is a thugs game. Massage like any art should be undertaken with a love and respect of the recipient. They must give permission consciously and subconcisouly, the muscles must yield – then together we achieve results.
Our brains are hard wired to respond to rewards. Could a croissant really be the secret or is it the catalyst to community and connection?
Pain is one of those “you know it when you feel it” kind of sensations. But it’s also a strange phenomenon, when you think about it. Ice is cold, and so it feels cold when you touch it. A rock is rough, so it feels
Using blunt force is a thugs game. Massage like any art should be undertaken with a love and respect of the recipient. They must give permission consciously and subconcisouly, the muscles must yield – then together we achieve results.
Chronic pain (persistent pain) is an indiscriminatory beast and an unfair burden to live with. It’s also not widely understood. I mean, touching something hot … pain has a purpose. Stepping on Lego in the dark … pain has a purpose. Breaking a bone, a
Massage. It literally means to “knead like dough.” That’s that feeling you get when your massage therapist pushes and glides and does awesome things with their hands and what you feel is heavenly bliss as tension drops out of your muscles. It feels good and
I want to introduce you to something special. This is Pat. Pat is my Peace Lilly. She is named after one of my mentors and a special teacher in massage. I took a long time to name this Lilly because I killed the last one.
As I get to know you there’s something that we often have in common … we have canine companions. So, for the dog lovers, you’ll totally relate to this story (I hope). My “first child” is MacGyver “Mac” a 13-year-old Cavalier King Charles. If you
(Or how suffering in exercise is not the answer to happiness) I’ve loved sharing this story with you all over the last few months. But here it is in writing. And it is a true story. Basically, I called my wife a psychopath. And I
Have you noticed the sunshine and abnormally warm May this year? My Son, Cameron, and I have taken advantage to do some big day walks around Mt Crawford recently. We love the Mt Crawford Forest, a nice mix between native scrub and harvest timber, wide
Using blunt force is a thugs game. Massage like any art should be undertaken with a love and respect of the recipient. They must give permission consciously and subconcisouly, the muscles must yield – then together we achieve results.
Our brains are hard wired to respond to rewards. Could a croissant really be the secret or is it the catalyst to community and connection?
Pain is one of those “you know it when you feel it” kind of sensations. But it’s also a strange phenomenon, when you think about it. Ice is cold, and so it feels cold when you touch it. A rock is rough, so it feels
Using blunt force is a thugs game. Massage like any art should be undertaken with a love and respect of the recipient. They must give permission consciously and subconcisouly, the muscles must yield – then together we achieve results.
Chronic pain (persistent pain) is an indiscriminatory beast and an unfair burden to live with. It’s also not widely understood. I mean, touching something hot … pain has a purpose. Stepping on Lego in the dark … pain has a purpose. Breaking a bone, a
Massage. It literally means to “knead like dough.” That’s that feeling you get when your massage therapist pushes and glides and does awesome things with their hands and what you feel is heavenly bliss as tension drops out of your muscles. It feels good and
