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I was listening to a podcast the other day. Business related stuff. This guy was telling his story as a 20-something who dramatically and quickly changed his career from a corporate gig to a successful copywriting entrepreneur. Although it was inspiring (those entrepreneurial wins land well in my mind) that wasn’t what grabbed my attention the most. The backstory started in the office of his seemingly cush corporate gig. He was landing high-end deals, climbing the ranks and making bank at a pretty young age. He played the game well and had quick success right out of the gate. But he was working for the man and his world –his inner world– was telling him he was cut out for something different. He recounted the story in such a way that made it easy to tell his body was trying to get his attention. He went on to say he wanted to bang his […]Read More
It’s that time of year here in Maine when the itch to open the windows and get outside is so real. To run free from the confines of winter boots and ice cleats is something I long for every single March. Taking that first bike ride of the season surrounded by remnants of dirty snow banks and sandy roads. 40 degrees never feels so good as it does in March in Maine. The trusty expectations of the weather was all there was to rely on this past year as we were immersed in the disorienting nature of a world masked upside down. And even that wasn’t always a guarantee. It’s just about one year later and what a relief to still have to consider mud boots or ice cleats when heading out to the woods. Because, normalcy. Do you find yourself reflecting on the fact that collectively we have hit this […]Read More
There’s nothing like a song that directly speaks to your situation and meets your emotional status with perfect resonance. A finely queued song can meet the moment like a lyrical, rhythmic hug of support. Undoubtably there is some heartbreakingly beautiful, raw and intense music just waiting to be released to help soothe our collective ache. As 2020 bleeds into 2021, I can’t help but draw some parallels between acute and chronic distress. In an acute situation, the crisis hits fast and hard. The speed and unexpected nature of an acute trauma is part of the trauma itself. When something is chronic, the build is slow and steady; it can really take hold and grow roots. It’s the slow build of roots taking hold that leads to prolonged dysfunction. Now we are finding ourselves in this collective acute situation that is definitely inching into chronic territory. It’s all getting pretty freakin’ […]Read More
***Don’t miss the updates at the bottom of this blog.*** Parenting is a world like no other. Both the human and animal kind of parenting consume so much bandwidth. The unruly stages that seem to never end, until they do. The shared life lessons that lead to massive growth spurts. The moments of wondering, ‘who’s in charge here, anyway?’ That little, angelic-looking nugget in the picture above has recently turned 16. Eeeeek! As if life hasn’t already been altered in unrecognizable ways. 16 brings such marked change; the license, the job, the independence. Can’t we just walk down to the bus stop together one more time. I would cherish the kiss, the ‘bye, mommy’, and the big wave from the big heart in that big ol’ bus seat. Sigh. Life seems to be an endless opportunity to more gracefully master the art of letting go. As 2020 devilishly smirks and […]Read More
We may, in fact, already be off the rails. Or maybe we’re about to derail? Is it possible to derail further when we’re already overturned and bleeding? This autumnal shot of parallel lines and symmetry kind of reminds me of a still frame in a fractal zoom. Have you ever seen a fractal zoom in action? Google should offer you a fair selection of stimulating, creative brain-fuel options that can lead you to question reality as you know it. A good fractal zoom can take you into the depths of limitlessness. I find that mind expansion stuff to be a little disorienting in all the right ways. Way better than current events, anyway. Limitlessness and expansion make me think of hope and possibility. I’m not gonna lie, somedays that is hard to come by. But by focusing on even the smallest thing that is in line with your vision for […]Read More
Dave Matthews is no stranger on my internal playlist. Well, he’s no stranger on my external playlists either. But lately, Dave is singing loud and clear! He poses big questions in a few simple lyrics. And those lyrical questions can get caught on repeat in my brain for days. But this song, yowza; the opening 4 words, which are also the title- weeks, I tell ya! Dave has been asking me for weeks now, where are you going? Where are you going,Where do you go,Are you looking for answers,To questions under the stars….I am no superman,I have no answers for you,I am no hero,That’s for sure.….I do knowWhere you goIs where I want to be. In the fluidity of song, it’s easy to be on all sides of the lyrics! The question asker, the main character being serenaded, or the singer coming from a place of I. And the beauty […]Read More
Fact: Each month, I find myself putting off sending an email for fear of disappointing you. For not ‘being ready’ to get back to work. For not having a plan. For not being able to pivot on a dime. For being afraid to say, ‘I think I am changing course’. Gulp! Wait, wait! Whaaat? Hear me out. Because, first of all, I need to hear me out here. (As I think to myself, what brilliance could possibly follow such a bold declaration?) Last month I had shared that quarantine took me down some road where I hadn’t yet seen a viable exit. But since that last email, I began to see lights up ahead. Like driving a long, black stretch of highway in Kansas at 2 am and spotting a 24-hr truck stop just off the exit. Like, whew, made it… somewhere. What I discovered after getting off this long […]Read More
Can I just write… I don’t freakin know. And call it good?? Dah! So, so much. The unfolding of 2020 has taken my trusted, comfortable, well-worn Therapist Hat and is holding it hostage. Believe me when I say any magic that used to flow through my hands, is in some alchemical process at the moment and still unaccessible. The way I’ve been explaining my COVID/quarantine experience is that it has led me (and StillPoint) down a road which seems to have very few exit ramps. Like my work in this alternate timeline isn’t yet done. Which makes for tough logistical answers for those who are anxious to know when they can get back on the table. For that, I do apologize, because I don’t yet know. To err on the side of caution between being too cryptic and sharing way too much personal blah, blah, blah let’s stick with what […]Read More
Hard conversations are hard. So can we all just agree to cue up Billy Joel before we get into this email? Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you Every time I drafted this email in my mind, these powerhouse lyrics seemed to always drift in, encouraging a straight up approach. So here it goes… In this mess of a time when simple decisions are difficult, options are heavily weighed and fact is somehow an opinion, I hope to convey as much of a clear reflection of where StillPoint MFR stands around re-opening. The State of Maine has given the green light for Massage Therapy to resume on July 1, 2020. In contrast, my inner green light is still very dim. Therefore, I will be starting out extremely slow, near or around mid July. I have yet […]Read More