Peter has been studying and practicing aquatic bodywork since 2004. He was introduced to Watsu by his friend, Pazit Fuchs, an aquatic bodyworker in Israel. She had given him his first session. It was a deeply healing and profound experience bringing tears to his eyes. It was that moment that spoke to him about sharing this powerful and profound form of bodywork.
He is a member of the Worldwide Aquatic Bodywork Association and has recently been voted on to their Board of Directors.
Check out the testimonial section to read about what people experience in a private session with him.
Peter is also the founder and CEO of ASAPsports.com, an international company, servicing just about every major sporting event worldwide. This is his business. Watsu is his passion; one that he wants to share with the world.
An experience and poem I'd like to share called "Nectar."
I was having this water session with my teacher.
It was a Healing Dance demonstration for a Watsu 1 class.
She was floating me. I was judging, thinking, oh, here we go again with the dance-like moves.
I’m thinking, I don’t really like to receive water work. I’d much prefer to give it.
So during this session, about 20 minutes into it, she submerged me; let me go from a fetal and parachuted me out to a free-flow underwater position - alone.
My hands touched the bottom of the pool.
My body feeling weightlessness.
I felt like a fish would feel like, I suppose, meditating – floating, submerged
She approached and scooped me up in a fetal position and brought me to the surface.
I began to cry.
I didn’t know why. There were tears
I told her – not to disrupt the demo, to take me under again; that I was okay.
She submerged me several times more.
When brought to the surface I was laughing.
I was crying. I was laughing
Then a pause.
Crying.
Pause.
Laughing.
I didn’t know why I was crying and didn’t know why I was laughing.
I didn’t know what to do - cry or laugh..
I was under the water again I knew I couldn’t’ cry or laugh since I was submerged.
So I neither cried nor laughed under the water,
I was submerged head first. I was dangling in the water – just my body. Stillness.
I felt true essence in between the crying and the laughing.
The true essence of nothingness.
It was as if I had died.
Peacefully.
No tears. No laughter. Just me. No thought. Just dangling.
It is this true essence that lies in the midst of nothingness inthe midst of emotions.
Crying and laughing, happy/sad, they are one and the same.
What does separate them, though, is not their perceived meaning,
but only silent nectar, this pure essence in the center of the perception of duality.
And that nectar is love.