Practicing massage was never something that I imagined myself doing. In fact, when I was young, I had no vision of wanting to do anything other than stay in the woods as long as I could, exploring hidden paths, and finding wisps of magic in the sun dappled paths. This dream never left me and, at 19, I tried to attain it.

I left on my bicycle one cold morning in November, determined to be a traveler and see the country.  My pack trailing behind me, I had never been so afraid. This was the first of a series of misadventures that continued to land me back home over the years, until I realized I needed to grow my skills and be able to provide for myself more easily. After trials ranging from Hawaii to Arizona, I was finally in college. 

Before going to school for massage, I studied art education at LCC and MSU for one year each. I made friends and art, both of them reflecting and nourishing my sense of what I found in the forest long ago. Something about the structure of the education system made me feel unsettled so, with a leap of faith, I changed course. I enrolled at LCC and joined the massage program! During my studies and years of travels past, I learned a lot:
about myself, what was important to me, service and humility. That was the path that finally led me to understand the sensation of peace, self love, and playfulness that I had been chasing for so long. 

By the end of my time at LCC, I had become devoted to goodness, helping others, and sharing that wordless element of spirituality with those that I could. It turned out that massage was a really good way to do that.  Creating space for healing, deep relaxation, and self acceptance for people wound up becoming a real passion for me. That is what I aim to bring to every session, a place where people can heal and rest deeply; and maybe, catch a glimpse of the universe smiling at them. While my desire to travel has not left, for now I am very glad to be here. And, for the first time, I'm really investing in where I am today!