“Compassion is the keen awareness of the interdependence of all things.”
~ Thomas Merton
I first met massage therapist Jennifer Ernst back in the winter. I’d been told she was the best in Lexington. I’d been told right. Her story is amazing, too. At 18, and just out of massage therapy school, she was offered a position as a therapist with the WWF. She worked with their wrestlers for years before moving on to other professional sports teams around the country. She finally – thankfully – settled in Lexington (I don’t remember why). Two years ago she added a master’s degree in nutrition to her repertoire; a repertoire that also includes yoga instructor and probably a few other awesome things I don’t know about. We connected immediately. She’s grounded, spiritual, and open: traits I respect. Perhaps her best gift is her incredible intuition. She found that I’d injured my hip before it actually began to hurt (this is the same hip that got so painful I ended up in PT). So, when I began to suffer unusual headaches recently, I returned to Jennifer. Of course, she zeroed in on the cause, and that was before I’d made it to the table. As a masseuse, she’s really the best I’ve ever experienced. All those years of working on athletes enables her to dig in and really work out the kinks. That’s probably not for everyone, but it’s definitely for me. Really, I can’t say enough great things about Jennifer. She’s all that and a bag of Doritos, and I’m one lucky gal for having found her.