Touch Matters Bodywork Massage

From the road way
the view of a rail way.
Train cars pulled along at a pace.
Each on their own way
each in their own time.
They remind me
how quickly
an hour
a day
a week
a month
a year
a decade
a life
goes by
like the trains that go by
or the cars in which we go.

I have found it easy no...

Something about the contours of wood
before and after focused attention with a tool

Something about the contours of body
before and after a massage therapy session

I am amazed by tree body
I am awed by human body

Privileged to collaborate
in the contours and changes of each

Once upon a day
There was a room called "Fire"
This day I sit by this fire.
With thanks for the Fire room in massage school
The fires between times, and thanks for this moment.

Somewhere in Indiana
A tree home helps hold sand
where wind currents blow
over water currents below.

Mt Baldy is known to shift 4 feet each year.

Somewhere
shared home of our roots
provides grounding
amidst the wind and tides of these times.

How much are we able to shift in one year?

I loo...

All my life
I've seen dandelions
and concrete.

I like the cheerful yellow
showing up in fields of grass,
and other
hard life places.

As they age, they are breathed
into the wind stream, and carry on further.

To breathe with the wind
and to watch the seeds fly
is a practice I am glad to sha...

Season of life
Weather of a day
Moments of connection
in a time stream
with friends
with family

in massage therapy
giving
receiving
growing awareness
adapting, learning, growing
together

familiar routine
surprising response
delight and disappointment
layered in a day
as clear as a view
of Ap...

Each are full of life layers
Photographed on a stain layered wood floor
I got to participate with beyond removing carpet.
Each stage of the floor process I remember.

Transformation is sometimes spoken of as a kind of magical process.
Collaborative home improvement, and self care processes indic...

The work of ants
is persistent.
Little by little
they build their homes
We see
something of their work
from the surface.

The interior work
to which each of us is invited
is persistent.
Little by little
we walk the paths that turn to home
and remake home.

In my experience massage therapy
is a...

Well I and others don't exactly seem like flowers to me
and yet some times
seem more about blooming
than other times.

Always amidst something that has been
something that is past
something that is present
something with ongoing potential.

So we take another step
have another conversation
atte...