An Oasis of calm in the heart of Bristol.

Journal

Is this you? How to get a massage.

 

Rushing to see us (scared you’re running late) exploding through the doors, into the studio, hopping about with one shoe off and part out of a top, before your therapist has even said hello, possessions flung off and abandoned? Are you at 11 already, with your adrenaline going strong?

After the treatment do you shoot upright, ready to leave as soon as you’re left alone (or even before) - pleased you can cross ‘relax’ off the todo list for the day, the week, the month? 

It’s a lot to carry into a treatment room, it’s also a lot to hold.

We are all too aware that your time and money are precious and we thank you for spending both with us. We promise to treat your time as a precious commodity, we’re not trying to steal precious ‘hands-on’ treatment minutes from you, promise. But we do fully believe that the treatment starts at the door; yes the actual massage, facial or reflexology is the main event but to maximise the usefulness, it’s time to slow right down. Breathe. Channel your inner sloth. Everything we do for you becomes much more effective if we’re not battling your layers of frenetic energy to get to reach you.

Help us to, help you! Relax, remember you’re in the best hands but it’s also about how you choose to engage with rest-  be mindful with your body (and your mind!). Give the treatment the space and time it needs to sink into your muscles, your nervous system and your soul. Let moments pass with out snatching them, let them go. 

Respect yourself and the process - zone out on the way to the studio, take a breath, take a beat to feel into your body and engage with your therapist. Undress and place yourself down on the table like it’s a precious ritual because it is. BE GRATEFUL FOR TIME! This time you’ve carved out for yourself. This precious, precious time that is so hard sought. 

The rest starts when you set off to see us, once you cross over our threshold - time should stop for a beat. It’s all part of the process.


 
Polly Meech