body & embodiment

flying, i hate it to my bones. not in a rational way. in a deep, primal way—this metal tube is a death trap, and i am a fool for trusting physics. i try to borrow calm from the flight attendants. i recite statistics like a mantra: turbulence is just air. you are more likely to die in a car crash. my brain nods. my body stiff, my hands clinging to the armrests like they’re the last remnants of sanity. i’ve tried everything: closing my eyes, breathing exercises, meditation whi

in bodywork, we often travel through the memories our muscles and tissues hold—memories that go beyond what we consciously remember. when we learn to shift our attention away from the stories we tell ourselves, the conclusions we’ve drawn, we tap into unfiltered information. if you’ve experienced this for yourself, it’s undeniable: the body tells the truth. you feel it. from this deep awareness, we can understand the core of our habits, reactions, and behaviours. we begin to