07/06/2025
A fellow massage therapist shared this and man dod it hit the core!
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This calling is not easy but it is Soooo rewarding and I am blessed to be a Massage Therapist.
Please take a moment to read if you want to understand little more about what we do in our profession 🤗
Massage Therapy Isn’t Easy.
This work—this calling—is more than just helping someone relax.
It’s physical. It’s emotional. It’s soul work.
Every day, we show up and give parts of ourselves to help others heal.
We carry your pain—sometimes literally in our hands, sometimes silently in our hearts.
Our backs ache, our joints swell, and our energy runs low… but we stay grounded, focused, and present—because we know the power of this work.
What people don’t always see is what it takes to hold space for someone’s healing:
To feel the tension of trauma trapped in their muscles
To hear the tears hit the floor when the body finally lets go
To witness someone rediscover their breath, their range of motion, their sense of peace.
To remain calm and regulated while someone else unravels
To manage our own stress, exhaustion, grief, or pain—so we don’t pour it into you
To spend our off hours stretching, icing, and soaking so we can show up for you again tomorrow
To feel someone’s pain and still be gentle
To absorb the weight of stories we’ll never repeat but always carry
And then there’s what we endure behind the scenes.
We get asked if we “give extras.”
We get laughed at or sexualized when we say we’re massage therapists.
We get called “masseuses”—a word that feels like nails on a chalkboard, rooted in outdated and exploitative views.
We are Licensed Massage Therapists.
We are trained, educated, and ethical practitioners.
We are not here for entertainment.
We are here for healing.
And that healing?
It’s not just about the body.
It’s the woman with chronic pain who can finally sleep through the night.
It’s the man with PTSD who feels safe enough to close his eyes.
It’s the mom who carries the weight of the world but finally feels held herself.
It’s the client who comes in disconnected—and leaves back in their body.
Yes, this job is hard.
It hurts.
It drains.
It costs us more than people realize.
But it’s also beautiful.
Transformative.
Sacred.
So when you come to us, remember:
You’re not just booking a massage.
You’re not just paying for an hour on the table.
You’re paying for years of training, body strain, emotional labor, and deep compassion.
And we are damn proud of what we do.
You’re stepping into a space where real healing happens—
for you, and often, for us too.
