March 1, 2014
I couldn't believe I was giving up a lucrative job to move to Virginia and study something I knew nothing about solely on the strength of a strongly perceived impulse. Couldn't be helped, had to be done. Ever since, the lesson has always been the same: trust my intuition, or ignore it with certain remorse to follow.
Studying massage in virginia beach was an intuitive, split-second decision when I found an ad for the Edgar Cayce Institute in the centerfold of an old paperback — I've been immersing myself in all forms of healing in the decades since. In lak'ech.