Boise Wellness Collective closing its doors
Hello Dear Friends and Clients!
It is with a heavy heart that I have decided to close the doors at Boise Wellness Collective.
Four years ago I opened the collective with a dream of bringing health practitioners together to offer holistic health services for our community. I can honestly say I achieved that goal! It was a beautiful learning experience.
We will close the doors at the Collective on 9/30/2021. The Universe has other plans for me, and while I don’t know exactly how that will look or unfold, I know that when one door closes, another opens!
I have been, and will remain, committed to helping people on their healing journey. I will continue working as an HHP offering massage, reiki, sound therapy, meditation, and other healing modalities. As of right now, I do not have another office location secured.
Starting October 1st, I will be offering treatments in my new home (located near the office!) and can travel to people who live in the Boise/Meridian area to do in-home sessions.
Please make sure to schedule with me before then if you have a prepaid session and do not want to come to my home or have me come to you!
Thank you so much for your continued support. I appreciate each and every one of you so much! I know that times are tough in the world right now, and that is why it is so important for us to love one another, and make our self care and healing a priority.
Stay blessed, and in good health!
Love,
Crystle
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