Why did I become a massage therapist? Growing up my mother would give us kids Olbas Oil if we had a cold or congested sinuses rather than any medication. She also loved a massage herself, more so as a treat on holiday or a spa.
So I was curious to try a massage myself and I soon became fascinated by the healing power of touch. I used to wonder how were they able to do what they were doing, flowing seamlessly with hands, forearms, elbows.
It felt wonderful and I was curious how it would feel to make someone else feel wonderful. It took me a good 20 years to undertake any training, up until this point I was more of a massage enthusiast, curious about different types and lacking some courage and confidence to take on such a training course.
I was fully booked every week and took on an extra slot in Borough. But as I gained more experience of massage therapy treatments, I discovered an alternative to the work-life balance, rather than balancing out the weekday work with mindful activities, the two could be blended together: I could earn a living through a mindful connection and the joy of appreciative clients.
In October, the weight of balance had finally shifted, I gave my notice and myself a little break then got to updating my website and Instagram with my extra availability for massage treatments. Each client requires my absolute full attention, which I found hugely beneficial for my mental health. And I still wear the same headband as I did when I was training. Lets rewrite the massage narrative. Book Now. My Journey into Massage Therapy.
