In-Home Massage Life

Traveling Around New Jersey, I Reflect on Life. A Lot.

I spend a lot of time in the car. That is ironic: I once turned down a good job years ago because it wasn’t close enough; the half-hour commute was too much. Now, I sometimes travel an hour each way. Such is life.

I don’t mind driving, actually. I do mind traffic. So, if I can take an alternate route that avoid traffic, yet is just as long, guess which way I’m going?

When I practice In-Home Massage, I always try to be prompt. Sometimes, it doesn’t work. My GPS machine really isn’t the best, though it’s the top-of-the-line consumer model.

Anything better is a giant tablet-looking device for truckers. It probably works just as poorly, but it’s tougher, and can survive a pounding from a pissed-off trucker because it took him 75 miles out of the way.

Sometimes I am the one who has to wait. My clients are often breastfeeding Moms, and when baby needs to feed, everything else must stop. Again, this is just life. I use the time to stretch out, usually.

Walking into a new family’s home for the first time is overwhelming. I meet the Mom and dad, the baby, the grandparents, the older children. The pets. It’s fun. I love animals, so it’s never an issue.

Postnatal mothers benefit so much from a massage. This isn’t any sort of marketing spiel; there are tons of studies backing this up. However, I’m just speaking from my own direct observations.

The sessions are peaceful. Afterwards, I feel a sense of being healed as well. Helping others can do that, and touch therapy is good for both the provider and recipient. It’s healthy, and I think helps us keep our emotions balanced, too.

Women’s Massage is an entirely different world than working on men, which I did, briefly. For instance, if a woman has had a baby, she may still have tight ligaments in her hips and lower back, even years later.

And, that’s but a single example. Trust me; it’s a whole different ballgame.