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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
Love shining down from the Heavens: Cousins Island, Maine I have been listening to A LOT of Jim Croce Radio on Pandora. Even now, as I type. Something about the 70’s soft rock is soothing to the frazzled ends of the nervous system. It just brings me right back. To a simpler time. A time of being a total tomboy, playing down by the creek with a stupid boy-haircut. Where I would talk to the frogs like they were my friends. And RenieLand was as real as reality. My sister still makes fun of RenieLand. It was the oasis of my imagination. The story goes like this. Every night at midnight, I would press my belly button and go to RenieLand. It was the land of 1000 Renie’s and I (of course) was the head Renie. There was always a birthday celebration and we always had cake. The end. *Sigh* I wish I […]Read More
I don’t know about you, but that feeling of forever-changed reality is really kicking in. This isn’t an email of all of the necessary safety precautions I have in place to re-open. This isn’t that at all. I haven’t gotten the go-ahead from the Internal Boss that gives me the warm, fuzzy feelings of, ‘yes, it’s time’. Instead, this is a snippet from my journal. The journal where I would basically rather die, then have someone find and read it. You know, that immediate gut wrenching, full body flush that happened when the teacher intercepted a note to your BFF about the crush you have. Basically, that x 100 is how I feel about laying the realness of my journal on display. But times are not what they used to be. And neither are comfort zones. Sh!t is insanely altered and I figure I must adapt. I’ve been drawing and writing to stir my way out […]Read More
Well. Here we are. Almost 4 weeks into quarantine. Likely, never to return to what was. Too much has already changed. It’s curious to look around at the different roles we each play in this global situation. For some, this time is demanding, chaotic and unfathomably intense. There is no rest for the weary if you are on the front lines. Whether it’s in a hospital or a grocery store. The stakes are high. These folks are heroes. For others, our duty is ‘simple’, stay home. I can’t deny there are some parts of this stay-at-home order that I absolutely resonate with. I’m a solid combination of introvert and homebody. Part of me has this totally under control. The slow pace, the room to breathe, the mandatory chill out, the space to reflect and process. All of which is fine and good, until my mental state gets hijacked. Going from […]Read More
It’s taken me this long to gather my thoughts. To make a viable decision. To begin to feel the ground beneath my feet. To hang on to a smidgen of acceptance of this new reality. Logistics:StillPoint Myofascial Release will be closed until March 30. In that time, the situation will be reassessed and we will go from there. (Days of mental angst for 2 simple sentences). In the bigger picture, we are in some serious intensity. How you doing? Kids home from school, businesses shuttering, life as we know it grinding to a halt for so many. Collectively, we are entering a StillPoint. What an incredible phenomenon, to find similarities between the healing process of what happens with the body, on the table, to what happens in nature and the world around us as a whole. Those commonalities often help comfort the chaos because it can offer a deeper understanding of […]Read More
Click to share this post! Dangit! Do you ever catch yourself? You’re going about, doing your thing. Or doing nothing. And you realize, you’re essentially holding your breath! Breathing just deep enough to stay afloat. The air barely expands your chest, let alone fills your diaphragm or reaches your belly. We think of breathing as a bodily function that happens automatically, but all too often when we are on autopilot, we are depriving ourselves of some much needed oxygen. So, just for good measure… let’s just pause a minute and take a big ‘ol belly breath and a looooong, slow exhale. It’s such an anxiety provoking habit, not fully breathing. A few slow, deep breaths can bring a change of perspective in an instant. It’s soothing, grounding and calms the nervous system. Consider this. When a simple, automatic function such as breathing can suffer due to lack of awareness, just […]Read More
Click to share this post! First things first. Do you ever still marvel at the fact that these little hand-held computers that we call phones can capture such images? The unfiltered, vibrant colors on display in the morning sky- just one swipe and a click is all it takes to keep Mother Nature’s firey sunrise in my pocket. At this point, I mostly take the convenience, quality and speed for granted, but the technological advances we’ve seen in this past decade alone are really quite impressive. Our ever-changing World seems to have ramped things up. I think it’s the magnitude of our current events that leaves me to believe these are some history-defining, pivotal times to live through and witness. The Universe is pulling up to the drive-thru. And super-sizing EVERYTHING it orders. The vibe is grandiose. The circumstance is large-scale. The developments are happening globally. The stakes are high. […]Read More
Click to share this post! 2020. That seems so surreal. In my mind, it’s like a year far into the future. Yet ready or not, we’re here. At the acupuncturist this week, during the initial check in, he asks me what I was holding on to. I immediately thought, ‘the decade’. I’ve been kind of hung up on the passage of time for awhile now. Reflective, introspective, nostalgic. Observing the massive amount of change that is taking place. Always asking the question, ‘am I where I want to be?’ Those bigger questions are rarely answered through thought alone. They are held someplace much wiser than the logical mind. The answers may take time to surface. They may require circumstance to unfold. You may be asked to follow nudges and act on blind faith. The answers may not come until you let go of the old ways of doing things. Of […]Read More