Much to my family of origin’s dismay, sometimes my life is weird.  And interesting. For example, earlier this year I had a chance to learn massage therapy from a crazy, old, hippy, Christian massage and hypnotherapist.  He was a bit of a charlatan and con-artist, but a pretty sincere one.  If you asked him, he would tell you the color of your aura, how many … Continue reading Much-Ado-About-Feelings