If you have ever been to a reflexology appointment with me, you will know that one of the first questions I ask is, “have you ever had reflexology before and what is your understanding of it?”
I get many different responses to this question, but by far the most frequent replies are:
“It’s a foot massage.”
“You can tell me everything that’s wrong with my by touching my feet, right?
Not exactly. Reflexologists never diagnose or claim to cure conditions, although we might
There are a few standard responses I get when I tell people that I am a reflexologist; the first is a blank stare and the words “reflex-what-ogy?” The second is a look of utter horror when they realise that I touch people’s feet for a living! And the third response is shoes off, feet in my lap and the phrase “make me feel better.” I’m not offended by any of these responses, I love opening people’s minds to new experiences and ways of understanding themselves better. Equally I
A long, long time ago in a decade called the 90’s, before the invention of Facebook, Instagram and Smart Phones (hard to imagine I know), I was a moody teenager. I was a moody teenager trying to discover who I was and what I wanted to be, in a posh private school where the tweed jackets itched and smelled a bit of wet dog, my woollen skirt was BELOW the knee and where I could never be who I was. But I knew what I wanted to be. In hormonal, teenage mind I wanted to be two thin