I’ve been working in the field of body-focused awareness, life coaching, massage and somatic embodiment for the last 15 years. It’s become clear that what you, my main client and audience, are most interested in is embodiment practices that elevate Eros, Eros of appreciation, Eros that includes the whole body, Eros of sexuality, of sight, of sound, of taste, of smell, of touch and feelings. The sensual body … Eros of all lived experience.

I’ve heard this message clearly and have pared down my practice and offerings to address these needs.

I’ve had years of practice and a great deal of training. I’ve trained in organizational development and transformation. I’ve trained in somatic systems. I’ve trained in yoga and with “masters” of tantra. I have benefited from this work and respect these traditions and their wisdoms. Now it’s time for me to embrace my practice from my own synthesis, with fresh perspective imbued by my understanding and life wisdom of Eros … focused, Body First.

I find that the ubiquitous mysticism, religiosity and new agey-ness of many bodywork practices don’t do justice to what I’m practicing. Or to what my audience is seeking. I attempt to be free of diagnosis, spiritual or otherwise. My work is focused deeply on the feeling of what happens in the body (which is the seat and foundation of all mind).

I wish all to have the freedom to believe what they need and don’t denigrate anyone’s belief system. In that light, however, my practice is totally focused on Eros and the action of the body in concert with nature.

The imagery of the horned man works for me in two ways. One, it goes to the early primal metaphor for men in harmony with nature. Two, it focuses attention on sexuality as a valid and important way of knowing the whole of existence, both personally and as a culture and society.

These thoughts will further unfold over the next months as I explore the core of my practice framed in this new way.

A poem by the Native American, author Linda Hogan reveals in sublime and elegantly simple terms the direction of my work…

The Way In

Sometimes the way to milk and honey is through the body.

Sometimes the way in is a song.

But there are three ways in the world: dangerous, wounding,

and beauty.

To enter stone, be water.

To rise through hard earth, be plant

desiring sunlight, believing in water.

To enter fire, be dry.

To enter life, be food.