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As a massage therapist I see so many ways that people need massage for. Most people (although it is changing) seem to either think it is a crazy rich person luxury, or that it is for athletes only. It is not. It is for everyone.
It helps in so many ways that I cannot explain in a single blog post but I’ll try to go through a few (hopefully you stick through it).
That is only some of the ways massage can help. It is also good to use as preventive maintenence on your body. Regular massage can make your muscles less likely to be injured than without getting massage.
There are countless reasons to get massage but there are reasons to not get massage as well. Massage is great but not a cure all. Serious conditions should be monitored by a doctor and notes should be obtained before getting seen by a massage therapist.
Now there are people out there who don’t like to be touched or have had trauma in their life that might be holding you back. Massage therapists are generally very understanding and will typically work with a person to help them work through whatever the person needs.
First of all I want to apologize in advance for any autocorrect-o’s. As this was written at the hospital on my phone (which btw hates me).
I am writing this as I sit here in a hospital chair watching a elderly woman whom I take care of sleep fitfully in the emergency room. I am waiting to see what is wrong with her, and feeling anxious because I feel that she is coming to a turn for the worse in this long life she has had. I know the hospital is working on helping her but I can’t block everything from everyone here out. The pain and sadness and yes even the compassion and love that family’s and the dedicated nurses and doctors have. It jumbles up and crashes over me like a wave.
Ever since I was young, five years old or thereabouts I have hated hospitals. Not just for me being in one but anything to do with one. I was very sick as a child. I spent weeks in Children’s Hospital in Boston with a at the time a rare and relatively unstudied disease. My fear of needles comes from that time, as I was pretty much a guinea pig and was poked and prodded more than anyone that age should have to be. I am grateful now of course that I lived near to the best place to be if you are sick. Boston.
I have ended up in a hospital too often for myself and with others, even though I actively try to avoid having to go there. One of my jobs, though, is working with elderly and mentally and physically disabled people. It ends up being unavoidable. It makes me sad having to sit here and know they are uncomfortable, in pain, and possibly scared. Then there is also my own troubles with being in a hospital to add to that already big emotional tsunami.
What is it to be forbidden?
Is it thoughts that come to you unbidden?
Were you told that was something akin to criminal?
Something that was almost subliminal?
Was it terrible and dark?
Or rather raw and stark?
Does it set your heart and soul afire?
Are you afraid it will condemn you to hell fire?
Is it banned for what inside is written?
Is it Forbidden fruit that is yet to be bitten?
Who Forbids it and why?
You must decide, let alone or touch the sky?
For if no one did what they were told not
then so much of this world would not have been begot.
What makes your passion burn? How do you feed that fire that is your soul? Spending time with a loved one? Have you found the vocation that you were created for? Play a sport or have a hobby that you can lose yourself in the moment? Is it your relationship with the higher powers that be? Find whatever it is for you. If is one of these or if it is still eluding you at this time, don’t stop searching for it.
If this is a subject which you have not given much thought, no thought at all, or so much thought you could combust. Then, take a step forward in the first two cases, and maybe take a step or two back and one sideways for the last. Change the lighting you are shining upon what you seek and try to remove the Ought to or should from your thoughtform. To divine what makes you, well you, and ignite the fires within may not be what you or anyone can predict. It can be an easy road but it usually it is not. You might find it upon a golden platter with your name carved into it, or you might find it in the deepest darkest parts of your being (Mordor might be a sunny vacation spot compared to it). Do not give up I say because once found it will transform you and things will start to click into place. It won’t happen in an instant, or maybe even a decade. Once you are on the path that you have been seeking, You shall find peace of a sort.
The quote below I found very interesting. We spend most of our time looking ahead and to what is in front of us and very little time looking back at what our life is steering us away from. Sometimes looking at doors that have closed is just (if not more) profound as what is open ahead. Why did that door close? Was it a bad fit? Was it the wrong time? Wrong person? Did that Faith or church not seem like it was for you? Is it your life and your true self that is trying to steer you to the right path? One of the hardest truths is that no one… truly no one can figure that out for you, except for you. It is not to say that there is no one who can assist, give sage advice, even give their biased or unbiased opinions. It is yourself though who needs to discern what you are meant to be in truth.