Becoming 58 is serendipitous. The past two years has been absorbed in a nebulous and ever-changing world surrounding Covid and...

Just two months after I was blessed with the realization that my life’s work using two hands was a truly valuable effort, a pandemic took...

My eldest daughter graduated college the same week I left the school. In the aftermath of my transition, I was a bit rudderless. I...

I have left my prisms hanging in the window after much consideration. They were gifted from a narcissist who saw himself as Master of the...

My decision to step away from the school was driven by my inability to feel safe as intermediary between split worlds and I did not want...

Opportunity presents itself when the time is right. I created the myofascial release curriculum for a local massage school and began...

My transition to a new office also marked another transition. We wanted to expand our family for a long time and had decided to move...

Transitions are always challenging – even if they are “wanted” transitions. Survival instincts raise their head when fear about “having...

I did not limit my experience of stretching the boundaries of my experience to those of human beings. This chapter included my equine...

Establishing a client base has always come easy to me. I hang my shingle and people come. I draw what I need to learn. In contrast to my...

Enough time passed and our new life began to feel normal. I loved the children I worked with but felt it was time to use my hands again....

For the next several years I worked with children. Casie’s grandparents on both sides took care of her during the day. She was nestled in...

I had a long reprieve from my Elizabeth Noble experience and thought maybe it hadn’t even happened. I was busy “adulting.” At age 26 I...

I was not sorry to leave my first physical therapy job and did not wish to “come back” to the Rehabilitation Center. I ventured forward...

“Coming home” felt like being a child experiencing something amazing for the first time. I recalled a childhood memory when I experienced...

What does my world look like now that I am no longer a therapist? Touch has been my focus for over 36 years. It has been my identity,...

I ALWAYS SAID I WOULD WRITE A BOOK ONE DAY I always said I would write a book one day. Or maybe a series. My first book would be entitled...