Certifiably Serene

Certifiably Serene Licensed Massage Therapist since 2004 (OBMT #11577), Reiki Master since 2005. Nap-Inducer, Trigger Point Tamer Gift Certificates are available!

License #11577

I'm located in the historic and quirky Madison Square building in downtown Corvallis! You’ll find the entrance (260 SW Madison Ave) across the street from Cookies, between Runway Fashion Exchange and Wild Daisy Hair Co. My suite is on the second floor, don’t worry- there is an elevator for those with limited mobility. The waiting room to the left of the top of the stairs is where we’ll meet! My massage is a combination of Swedish Relaxation, Trigger Point Therapy, Myofascial Techniques, and Deep Tissue. I love providing massage for all goals and needs. I have a particular knack for necks, I think hot stone massage is great fun to perform, prenatal massage has been a passion since massage school. I would love the opportunity to help you find your ideal massage.

01/02/2026
01/02/2026

This blessing honors New Year’s Day as a sacred threshold, acknowledging the breath, lessons, ancestors, and community that accompany us into a new cycle. It invites renewal, courage, and wonder as guiding practices for the year ahead, framing love as the steady thread that leads us from one unfolding moment to the next. Its significance lies in grounding the turning of the year not in resolutions, but in relationship, to self, kin, spirit, and the path yet to come.

© DailyShaman/CM 2026

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“On this first dawn of the year,
we honor the breath that carries us forward,
the lessons the old year placed in our hands,
the ancestors whose wisdom still lights our path,
and the circle of kin and kindred who walk beside us now.
May renewal be our prayer,
may courage be our practice,
may wonder be our medicine,
and may love be the thread that guides us,
from threshold to threshold,
from dream to dawn.”


01/02/2026

This reminds us that while the calendar urges us to start fresh in January, the natural world is still in a phase of deep rest. Its significance lies in validating the instinct to slow down, turn inward, and honor winter’s quieter rhythm instead of forcing growth. It invites a gentler, more nature‑aligned understanding of beginnings, one that starts in the roots before it ever reaches the bloom.

Shamanic Journey Invitation:
“In the quiet of winter’s deep rest, what wisdom do the roots of my being want to show me about the beginnings that are forming unseen?”

This question invites you to journey into the hidden, gestating places within yourself to discover the subtle beginnings that are taking shape beneath the surface long before they bloom.

© DailyShaman/CM 2026

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“The calendar may shout ‘begin,’ but the Earth whispers ‘rest.’ In winter’s stillness, we don’t rush to bloom, we tend the roots, dream the seeds, and trust the slow magic of becoming.

Happy New Year thoughts
01/02/2026

Happy New Year thoughts

The first day of the year arrives like a quiet pause in the turning of time—a moment suspended between what has ended and what has not yet begun. The hours feel stretched and unmeasured; the world holds its breath, and even the smallest movement seems to echo.

Shadows of the old year linger in frost and still air, while the new year waits—unseen but present—just beyond the horizon. Some call this the Day Between Breaths: a gentle in-between where possibility pulses slowly, tender and alive.

On this day, the world itself seems to listen. Rivers move more quietly, trees hold their frozen branches in stillness, and even the wind softens to a low murmur. If you wander through the woods at dawn, you might notice faint impressions in the frost—paths never taken, chances not yet arrived—and tiny glimmers of light hovering just above the ground.

The first day of the year is not a starting line. It is a pause—a soft exhale between what has been and what is quietly forming. In these earliest hours, the veil between what is and what could be feels thinnest. You may glimpse the shimmer of an unwalked path, hear the faint voice of intention, or feel time slow until it matches your own breath.

Here, there is no urgency. No resolving. Only noticing. Let your thoughts drift like snow settling on bare branches, like light resting on a frost-lined windowpane. Allow your heart to remember its own rhythm. The air itself feels alive, carrying subtle guidance, gentle encouragement, and the hush of hidden magic.

Step slowly, or remain still. Breathe with the day. Listen for what stirs within. The first day is not about doing—it is about being. And in being here, you honor the unseen, the tender, and the quietly waiting possibilities of the year to come.

12/25/2025
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12/10/2025

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12/09/2025

Today I want to bring you into the quiet interior world of the body, a place where science and sensation coexist, and where even the smallest structures hold stories. Before we explore the deeper art of myofascial trigger point therapy in my next post, I want to lay a foundation that feels both beautiful and true.

Many bodyworkers were never entirely taught the science behind trigger points, and many clients know them only as “knots.” But the truth is far more elegant, far more human, and far more poetic than that. When we understand them correctly, the body's whole landscape begins to make sense.

Inside every muscle are tiny contractile threads called sarcomeres. I often imagine them as thousands of delicate accordion folds lined up end to end, expanding and contracting in a rhythm that mirrors breath. In a healthy state, these folds open and close with ease, like the petals of a flower responding to light. But life doesn’t always keep its softness. A moment of stress, a pattern of overuse, a season of guarding, or the quiet residue of something emotionally overwhelming can cause a cluster of these little folds to clamp down and refuse to release. They hold tight, far tighter than the body ever intended. This is the beginning of a trigger point, a small place in the body's fabric where movement stops, and holding begins.

When these sarcomeres remain contracted, blood flow cannot fully enter the area. The tissue becomes a tiny pocket of drought. The body calls this ischemia, but you can imagine it as a river narrowing until only a trickle can pass through. Without fresh blood, oxygen cannot arrive, nourishment cannot circulate, and the natural byproducts of muscle activity begin to collect instead of being washed away.

These metabolites, harmless in motion, become irritating when trapped. They gather like stagnant water behind a dam, slowly altering the tissue's chemistry until the nerves around them begin to react. This is why a trigger point aches, burns, radiates, or surprises us with sharpness. It is not just tension; it is nature trying to move again.

Fascia, the body’s great communicator, becomes part of this story too. Because fascia is one continuous web, a single small obstruction can create distant echoes. A trigger point in the neck might send pain into the jaw or temple. A trigger point in the glute might imitate sciatica. A point in the diaphragm might reshape breath and ripple into the lower back. These are not accidents. These are the fascial lines speaking their language, sending signals through the body’s interconnected map. What happens in one place is felt everywhere.

And hidden beneath all of this is something more subtle, something more tender. Trigger points often form not only from physical strain but also from emotional tightening. The jaw clenches around unspoken words. The diaphragm holds back tears. The belly tightens around fear. The hips brace for imagined impact. Over time, these emotional reflexes crystallize into physical ones. The body remembers its history in the places where it stops moving.

This is why understanding trigger points is so important. They are not random knots; they are small dams in a river that longs to flow. When we release a trigger point, we are not just softening tension; we are restoring circulation to a starved pocket of tissue. We are dissolving chemical stagnation. We are freeing a section of fascia so the whole body can move with more grace. We are interrupting a protective pattern the nervous system has been holding onto, sometimes for years.

In the next post, we will step into the artistry of how I approach myofascial trigger point work, the breaking of the dam, and the waves of release that can change an entire region of the body. For now, let this be your gateway.

Trigger points are small, but the story they tell is vast. And once you understand them, you begin to understand the deep intelligence of the body that carries them.

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Corvallis, OR
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