07/12/2025
Something I have been working on for a while.
Sometimes when I am asked what I am, I want to say I am more than "just a massage therapist".
This is a work in progress but I hope you get the idea and enjoy.
I’m Not Just a Massage Therapist
I’m not just a massage therapist.
I read the language your body speaks
when words are no more.
I listen. Not just with my ears,
but with my hands, my breath, my presence.
I hear what isn’t said:
the sigh that hides behind a smile,
the shoulder that won’t soften,
the heartbeat that races to keep up
with a life moving too fast.
I feel the weight you carry.
Responsibility, resilience, regret.
Woven into muscle and bone,
and I meet it with stillness, not judgement.
Sometimes life feels too much,
and sometimes it bursts open,
too full, too loud, too everything.
Here, you don’t need to apologise for any of it.
In this room, you can just be
the person beneath the “I’m fine.”
The one who is allowed to exhale.
I am the tension tamer,
the soul soother,
the mind calmer,
and sometimes, your quiet mirror.
I’ll hold you when you’re running on empty,
remind you that rest isn’t selfish,
and gently call you out
when you forget who you are.
Because I’m not just a massage therapist.
I am your safe space.
Your reminder that healing doesn’t mean fixing,
and that you were never broken.
I am your witness,
your supporter,
your number one fan.
The steady hands that say:
“You can stop now. You’re safe. You’re home.”
I’m not just a massage therapist.
I am your therapist.
Your ally in the art of returning to yourself.
Helen x