Rolfing /Rolf Movement Instructor

Carol Agneessens

The Weaver of Silk

The delicate weaving of silken flesh

A tapestry of body’s wear
Hands nimble and knowing
Which threads to weave and which threads to leave.

Intelligent hands sensing the whole
Seeing implicit beauty, a flower unfolding
Dowsing for waters of life giving mystery
He touches a soul’s depth.

You, my friend, are a master weaver
Humbly threading healing alchemy
Spaciousness of breath, bone and gesture
The body of liquid crystalline glows.

Anchoring resilience within the matrix
Gravity’s flow between heaven and earth
My body aligns with grace and ease
Opening to the call of the muse
Giving thanks for the silence in which to listen.

To Hiro
Tokyo movement training 2007
With love from Carol


Emeritus Rolf Movement Instructor

Mary Bond

I’m curious to know whether an old vaccination scar has anything to do with the wincing gesture of my left arm. I’ve asked my Rolfing colleague, Hiroyoshi Tahata, to help me investigate. Hiro’s work is exceedingly subtle. His touch is light and brief—fleeting, like the strum of a guitar in a distant room. His presence conveys the essence of safety. He barely touches the dime-sized mark on the back of my arm. I must have been given that shot when I was one or two, more than seven decades ago. For a beat or two, I fold down inside myself, then erupt in fury. I’m very, very young. In a flash, I remember the doctor’s red hair, his pink face and glasses, and his breath on my cheek. He always wore a bowtie. I want to kick my feet and beat my arms. There are no words for this, but inwardly I hear myself screaming with bloody rage. I feel the hot impotence of my infancy. What if caregivers knew about peripersonal space, knew that a piercing—of voice, of eye, or needle—could dent the space around and within a child’s (or anyone’s) body, and in so doing affect the body’s organization for a lifetime? Standing up from the treatment table, I’m aware of an unusual expansiveness in my upper back. Instead of feeling fragile between my shoulder blades, I sense that that area of my spine can support my heart. I could now, if I wanted to, push Dr. Beaux right out the door. It’s a powerful feeling. How could such a light touch have such a transformative effect, I wonder. But then I remember that up to 90 percent of the sensory nerve endings in fascia are located right beneath the skin.」

—『Your Body Mandala: Posture as a Path to Presence』Mary Bond著



I discovered “Rolfing” by reading an article in some magazine awhile ago, and had a desire to try it out.I tried to understand the concept of “Rolfing”during the very first session I had in Tokyo, but could not grasp the depth of the concept then.
However, I started to feel the balance of the body adjusting, and felt that the axis of the body was getting straight.It is also so nice to see the difference in my body before and after a session by having digital photos taken as proof.
Ryuichi Sakamoto (Composer/Musician)


William Rainen





Bruce Bailey