Another happy client! D.J.A. of Corona del Mar, CA I suppose that you could say I have been somewhat indifferent about reflexology. Intellectually, I have had no objections to the idea, and could even say I believe in such alternative approaches to health. But if actions are the true measure of one's "beliefs," then I had never actually made the effort to seek out a reflexologist for any type of therapy. Never, that is, until one day I found myself at FootsmArts Reflexology, under the remarkable touch and care of its founder and chief practitioner, Despina. Everything about the environment at FootsmArts puts one at ease, in a rare and welcome state of relaxation. In no time, Despina fingers, as if guided by a type of intelligence, discovered a recent knee injury and a decades-old shoulder injury. All this was discovered, not by touching the ailing areas, but through gentle pressure contacts with my feet, hands, and ears! After the session, I can honestly say that both areas felt better, with less tension and pain, and that as a bonus, I also experienced an overall feeling of well-being.  The next day, my knee, which I had not been able to extend completely before my treatment, was nearly back to normal. I am convinced that regular visits to FootsmArts would benefit just about anyone, which is why I will enthusiastically recommend it to my friends.        -- D.A., Corona Del Mar, CA (2005)

A SEMI-OBJECTIVE REPORT ON THERAPY SESSION OF 01/05/04  The room was entered with no preconception. However, lower back was a bit stiff, mind was a bit preoccupied with personal matters and seeming-limitations. Therapy area music was playing: not sure what instrument was played, but impression was large brass Buddhist temple bells, slowly gonging, reverberating. It was not "musical," per se, but seemed very calming, relaxing.  Laid down supine on treatment table. Body was very relaxed, was not inclined to fall asleep. The hands and all their minute parts and divisions were first "worked" and massaged. Immediate impression was of feeling wholly separate from the body, as if my body was some distance from my "I" and the body was being worked by some-one skilled in ancient arts. My body was uncomfortably calm, as if the body-mind wanted excitement and stimulation, but it was very calming, non-sensorial, as the hands, and then the ears were worked.   There was no conversation, which was good, as my mind was able to go into its inner personal space. The dominant sensation/feeling was one of experience floating, and death, at a special location near the stream at Switzers. There was the feeling of the ceremony in the forest being over, and the people had departed, and the forest was not empty. My body had been buried there, near the large stone, and my awareness floated there in that now quiet and empty environment. There were no animals present either, as if it was the dead of winter, and there I was, with only my sense of awareness of my own awareness, floating there, being there, nothing more to do or say. Then the feet. There was some bit of pain in the feet, especially the right foot, and there was a feeling-experience that I've only had once before in a dream. That dream was explained to my friend B.B. for his analysis. It was a dream of the experience of nothingness, absolute non-ness, in the void of space which is the majority of space, apparently. B.B. said it was the most profound zen-ness to go into nothing-ness so completely. Lying there supine on the table, my experience went into this non-ness, this zen-ness. It was living non-ness, dynamic in its own way, and somewhat uncomfortable since my body-mind is so active in its doings. This was an experience of the dynamics of non-doing. And then, all too soon, it was over, and I walked out through the incense-aroma air, into the darkness, and back to the mundanity of daily life -- though somehow it would never be quite the same. -- Christopher Nyerges

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