Seattle Massage Goddess goes effin’ nuts on God, Change… to be continued…

There’s lots of space between posts this time.

I “shouldn’t” go this long without posting.  need that constantly updated material, right?  keep up with the Jones’s, or something like that.

I tend to go long periods of time off-line because of, well, a good many reasons.  Many of them are “not serving me” as one could say.

Consistently updated and RELEVANT material.

Like new classes I’ve cooked up on teaching the general public how to give a good massage.

I interface with the web much like I interface with most of my life: on a rather intimate level. 

I’ve tried many times to just “let her rip” and share all my random thoughts and interests, opinions, rants, advice as well as great notes on my massage injury treatment experience and my adventures in Cranio-sacral.  I want to share what I’m up to but i have to admit - it scares me.

I’ve talked of this in previous posts.  I have been trying to give an impression of my self and my business that “Really counts” or perhaps pulls a great many to my doorstep.    I want to look good and sort of “tell” people what to think about me.

I think all that’s come across is that I get great reviews and need to post more often.

I know a ton about massage and injury treatment.  I know a great deal about intimacy, god, sex and drugs.  I know about how these things form the body over 10, 20, 30, 70 years.  I get really random.

This sort of salad-tossed thinking really stops me from getting posts out on this bloody blog.  Besides that… I don’t think I get SEO ratings for shit, so why try.  I should make this post include the words massage, seattle, capital hill and fucking nuts on top of it all.

And now I’m going to start talking about God.  I’ve been talking about kink all this time.  At least on a private level as far as discussion groups, friend or client conversations,,, at tea here and there.  It’s a part of my life as I am deeply immersed in the dark sub-culture worlds of kink, polyamory, swing, bdsm, fetish, goth and burner communities.  

Seems appropriate to just choose more and more taboo subjects to razz people and myself with.

This all came from my own process of having to admit to myself that I need to do more than give massage all the time.  OH no!  I was a bit scared and that was 2 weeks ago.

Since then I’ve chosen to dig deep and look at myself.  I want to be happy with my job!  I want to have fun, I want to use my brain more than my body… what is there for me to do?  counseling, directing and consulting with newly-grad LMP’s…