Thai Yoga Massage

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Thai Yoga Massage options:
Thai Massage is an artful dance done by the bodyworker to balance the Sen lines found throughout the body. The client is to be a passive recipient as the bodyworker creates an opportunity for stretching, strengthening, deepening and opening to physical-body awareness, spiritual growth and wellness and relaxation.

Thai Yoga Massage can be done with small groups. Using the bodyworker as the guide, your group of friends, acquaintances, colleagues and/or lover can be the receiver as well as the giver. You work on them, they work on you.(Prices depend on group size and length of time necessary).

Thai Yoga Massage can be done privately. Using a mat low to the floor, the bodyworker will develop a relationship with the client's whole being in order to adjust and enhance the flow of energy through the Sen lines of the body. This work will leave the recipient feeling relaxed and free to entertain their daily activities and take their awareness and focus higher. ($75/ hour; $90/ 1/2 hour).


Thai Yoga Massage can be done in conjunction with a Yoga class. To increase the agility and heart of any yogi or yogini, Thai Massage is one of various pathways which allow one to slip deep into asana and flow through their vinyasa practice. Done on a yoga mat, making use of blankets on occasion, the bodyworker adjusts, guides and enlivens the practice of yoga. This practice also utilizing techniques associated with Meridan Yoga as well. (Individuals :$75/hour; $90/ 1/2 hour, Groups: depends on time and group size).


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