The Wellness Blog

Thoughts on Wellness, Acupuncture, Shiatsu, and Life

What is Shiatsu Massage?

In describing Shiatsu, it’s might be helpful to first explain that it is not a Chinese breed of dog (that’s a shih tzu)! To give an honest (and bold) description, shiatsu may be unlike any other massage you have ever experienced. Basically, shiatsu (pronounced...

An Acupuncturist’s Search for Happiness

I used to listen to National Public Radio the entire time that I was in the car. Morning and Weekend Editions, All Things Considered, News Hour with the BBC, and whatever else might be on. I would listen to it all. I felt connected with the rest of the world. I felt...

An Acupuncturist’s Take on Happiness

I had an interesting experience about 15 minutes ago. I wanted to go out to Chipotle for some lunch, but didn't want to spend the 45 minutes it would take to drive there, stand in the always long line, and drive back. So I said to the universe (more as an after...

Acupuncture Can Treat a Cold

While I know that it is still late summer outside, I am reminded that head & chest colds can come most any time of year.  I wanted to offer some quick tips on DIY Acupuncture for those beginning cold symptoms, as well as more information on how your neighborhood...

A Father’s Day Poem for My Dad

Pop, Dad, Father, Old Man. I’ve been the twinkle in his eye, The light in his world, And the pain in his side. Hanging onto his coattails, his shirt tails, Or his long extended hand, A hand that has raised me up and supported me high, And has slapped me down. I...

An Acupuncturist’s Take on Redemption

This Easter, I’m remembering an old patient/mentor.   Mr. Sanders was a gentle, compassionate sage of a man. He religiously attended the 12-Step meetings and community acupuncture sessions at the rehab clinic where I first cut my teeth as an acupuncturist. He was...

The Power and Courage of Winter

I couldn’t let that last blog entry stand as my last statement on Winter 2014. I’ve been meaning to come back to music describing the seasons anyway. So why not end winter with some Miles Davis? The quiet of winter does not have to be as terrifying as I so eloquently...