Chinook Massage Therapy

Who Are You? Well, that seems rather obvious, but is it? It brings to mind the scene with the caterpillar in Alice in Wonderland, blowing smoke rings as he askes "Whooo are you?" So many of the choices we make are because of what we think others want or think of us. It stops us from trying new things, or taking risks. Our fear of failure is stronger than our sense of adventure. Children don't have these inhibitions. They do all sorts of things for the pure joy of it. Society and it's judgmental attitudes can't be blamed for all of it. Some caution is the result of our brains becoming more capable of abstract thought. We start to see the potential consequences of our actions. This increases exponentially with adult responsibility. Shortly after I became a massage therapist, I took my boys tobagganing. As I stood at the top of the hill and surveyed the panorama below me, all I saw was breaks and sprains that would prevent me from being able to work. The last time I ...

There is a time for everything,      and a season for every activity under the heavens:      a time to be born and a time to die,      a time to plant and a time to uproot,      a time to kill and a time to heal,      a time to tear down and a time to build,      a time to weep and a time to laugh,      a time to mourn and a time to dance,      a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,      a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,      a time to search and a time to give up,      a time to keep and a time to throw away,      a time to tear and a time to mend,      a time to be silent and a time to speak,      a time to love and a time to hate,   ...

The Whys Have It There's a book in my husband's collection, called "New Guinea Tapeworms and Jewish Grandmothers, Tales of Parasites and People".  (I know it sounds weird, but it's actually really interesting!) Scientists are researching food born parasites, some of which are connected to ancient traditions and ceremonies around the world. I couldn't find the book to quote it exactly, but a group of researchers are discussing a tradition which involves eating raw meat when a baby is born in the village (or wedding, or some such thing). The scientists tried to explain the dangers of food poisoning and parasites, that they were risking serious illness. The locals reply was, "it's tradition"; end of discussion. These Western researchers were slightly dumbfounded and a little smugly superior about how people could be so stubborn and ignorant as to continue to practice something with such a high risk. Then the author of the book looked around the circ...