I am. A massage therapist. A teacher. A writer. A healer. A dancer. An artist. A bodysherpa.
For 10 years I made my living telling other people’s stories — as a reporter, and then, later, as a public relations and marketing professional.
Today I help people rewrite their own body stories. Much as I have rewritten mine.
My body story read: Fat. Uncoordinated. Sickly, facing a life of respiratory problems.
In my 40s, I’ve completed a bike century and sprint triathlon. Hiked the hills of California, Colorado and the South of France. Mountain biked through the Sierra Madre. Snow shoed at Yosemite. And maintained a healthy weight for eight years. Lately, I spend Sunday mornings dancing to West African drumming.
I look in the mirror and I like what I see.
I believe that when you change how you feel about your body, you change what you can do with your body. And the universe opens with infinite possibilities.
As a self-named bodysherpa, I’ve built a practice with the express purpose of helping people to fall in love with their bodies, take care of their bodies and do things they never imagined possible.
My blogs are a further exploration of accepting myself for who and how I am at this very moment.