My degree is in psychology, and I trained as a medical assistant and practiced in an allergy office for seven years. The last few years I was in the medical field, I felt out of alignment with the Western paradigm of pharmaceutical dependence and symptomatic treatment at the expense of prevention and holism, so I chose to attend massage school. The profession of Massage Therapy is now my life path as well as my passion.

The scientific view of the world was the model that I accepted most of my adult life, though pieces of me always did question the system.  As a little kid I reached for books on reincarnation and parapsychology and I guess I'm really lucky that my staunchly Catholic family never noticed that I was reading them…..one of the few advantages of being largely ignored, I suppose. Even as a child, I did not believe that a loving God would keep loving people out of heaven because a priest of a certain religion hadn't Baptized them in a certain way. I saw the amount of destruction that was done in the name of religion; couldn't ignore those history lessons. 

Most of what I now feel and know to be true I once scoffed at.  I was fooled by a science that could only record and “prove” what our limited sensory systems and intellects perceived.  It is ludicrous that something suddenly becomes "true" simply because it has recently been studied.  Was reality any different the day before the study? Isn't most medical advice actually wrong when it is given, considering that the next set of often politically and economically motivated studies disproves it?

My spiritual nature was shut down for many years as I endured the pain and disconnection of a very unhappy marriage of 16 years.  My consciousness began to stretch a bit when I finally chose to remove myself from my box of confinement.  I was shown things that science could never explain, and I was shown them in ways that my analytical mind and intellect could not explain away nor attribute to the placebo effect.

Reiki, an energetic healing modality, was the pathway for my first huge shifts away from what I had been taught and toward the glorious pure potentiality of the utterly unknown.

It all began with a repetitive stress injury that I later attributed to uncapping hundreds of needles a day. I was beginning to have chronic pain in the medial aspect of both elbows.  Although I was employed by doctors I rarely visited them, but this pain was so severe that I did make an appointment to see a specialist.  One of my coworkers heard of my elbow pain and offered to assist me.  She had taken one level of Reiki training, and several other people in the office felt that she had helped them with this energy.  It was very foreign to me, but I agreed to let her touch me. What could I lose?