Karen Kremzar Holistic Occupational Therapist

11/27/2025

Happy Thanksgiving. I hope today brought you small moments of calm, connection, and gratitude. Wishing you rest, comfort, and a gentle evening as the holiday winds down.

11/24/2025

Some days your nervous system just needs something simple.
Smell the flower.
Blow out the candle.
A tiny reset your body understands instantly.
When the day feels like too much, come back to your breath… it’s always ready to support you.

11/21/2025

As my community grows, I like to pause and re-introduce myself.

I’m Karen Kremzar — an occupational therapist, a mom, a wife, a friend, an empath, a helper, and someone who believes deeply in the human body and spirit’s ability to heal and come back home to itself.

For 35 years, I’ve walked alongside adults and teens navigating life’s physical and emotional challenges. Those decades have shaped me into a deep thinker, a grounded listener, and someone who shows up with curiosity, compassion, and presence.

My work isn’t just about techniques — it’s about connection. I value creating a space where people feel seen, understood, and safe enough to soften, breathe, and be themselves. I’m always learning, always growing, and always humbled by the strength and resilience of the people I meet.

Whatever season you’re in… whatever weight you’re carrying… please know you’re not alone. I’m grateful to share this space with you.

11/19/2025

This time of year can feel heavy.
The days get shorter, the to-do lists get longer, and sometimes our minds and bodies just… don’t feel like “us.”
If you’re noticing stress, tension, or feeling a little untethered — pause.
Place a hand on your chest. Take one slow breath. Ground yourself.
You’re allowed to come back to your body, to your pace, and to what you need.

11/17/2025

There’s always a moment in a session where someone says,
“I didn’t even know I was tight there.” The body stores old tension in quiet places — jaw, diaphragm, hips, feet, even behind the ribs.
I work with clients to uncover those hidden holding patterns so you can breathe, move, and live with more ease.

11/13/2025

For World Kindness Day, here’s your little nervous-system reminder:
Slow down. Drink some water. Unclench your jaw. Offer someone a smile.
Kindness doesn’t have to be big to be meaningful — the body responds to the smallest shifts.
Let’s sprinkle a little more of it around today. 🤍

11/11/2025

Today I want to take a moment to honor those who have served our country — and to acknowledge the incredible strength it takes not only to serve, but to keep healing long after.
Over the years, I’ve had the privilege of working with many veterans through my holistic therapy practice — helping them release the physical and emotional tension that often comes with trauma, stress, and PTSD. Through gentle approaches like myofascial release, craniosacral therapy, and breathwork, I’ve witnessed how the body can begin to let go, find safety again, and reconnect to peace from within.
To every veteran — thank you for your courage, your resilience, and your service. Your healing matters, and I’m deeply honored to support those who’ve given so much. 💙❤️

11/10/2025

It’s quiet work — but powerful.
Craniosacral Therapy helps the body unwind stress, pain, and old holding patterns so healing can happen naturally.

11/05/2025

Before Dian Fossey became known for protecting mountain gorillas, she was an occupational therapist — helping people reconnect with their bodies. Long before the jungles of Rwanda, she understood something timeless: healing begins with presence.
When she entered the wild, she didn’t demand trust — she earned it through empathy, breath, and quiet observation. The same principles guide holistic OT work today.

In my own practice, I see that same truth every day — through myofascial release, craniosacral therapy, and breathwork. The nervous system, like any living being, softens in the presence of safety and compassion.
Healing and protecting the wild both ask for courage — to listen deeply, to honor what’s sacred, and to stand between chaos and calm.

Dian did that for the gorillas.

I strive to do that for the human spirit.

Dian Fossey was found face-down on the wooden floor of her cabin in the Rwandan highlands, December 1985 — skull split open by a machete, lantern still burning beside her journals.
Dian Fossey did not die in the wild.
She was killed for protecting it.

To villagers, she was Nyirmachabelli — “the woman who lives alone with the gorillas.”
To scientists, she was a stubborn genius.
To poachers, she was a threat — a shadow in the mist who tore down snares with her bare hands and stared toward rifle barrels without blinking.

But before she became legend, she was simply a girl from San Francisco, born in 1932, learning to heal children as an occupational therapist.
No zoology degree. No clear destiny.
Then came Africa — 1963 — and everything changed.

The mountains called her, and she answered.

She mortgaged her home, left comfort behind, and built the Karisoke Research Center from mud floors, canvas tents, and sheer defiance.
Day after day she climbed into the mist-soaked forest, crawling on all fours, mimicking chest beats and soft grunts until the gorillas let her in.

And they did.

She saw their playfulness, their tenderness, their grief.
She held their gaze and understood — they were family.
And once she loved them, she could not unlove them.
So when the world hunted them, she hunted the hunters.

She burned poachers’ traps.
She exposed corruption that pretended to protect but profited from death.

“When you realize the value of all life,” she wrote,
“you dwell less on what is past and concentrate on the preservation of the future.”

But that future had enemies.

When her beloved gorilla Digit was butchered in 1977 — head severed, hands taken as trophies — something inside her hardened.
She buried him with trembling hands, then founded the Digit Fund to fight back.

The threats grew. The jungle whispered warnings.
Her diary hinted at what she never said aloud: They are coming for me.
And they did.

No one was ever convicted. Her killers still live somewhere behind that fog.

Yet today, more than a thousand mountain gorillas breathe because she stood between innocence and greed — between nature and a world determined to tear it apart.

Dian Fossey did not just study gorillas.
She shielded them.

She proved that loving the wild is not gentle — it is war.
And sometimes, it is martyrdom.

In the mist, she still walks — protector, witness, and the heartbeat of a forest that refuses to forget her.

11/03/2025

Monday after the time change… how’s everyone doing?
If the shorter days have you dragging, that’s your nervous system asking for gentleness.
Light, movement, hydration, and mindful breathing will be your best tools for balance this week!

10/31/2025

Amid the pumpkins and playfulness, may tonight bring a little stillness and joy. 🎃
Wishing you and your loved ones a cozy, safe Halloween.

10/30/2025

Fascia weaves through every part of us — a quiet web of support and sensation.
When it tightens, everything feels a little heavier.
Myofascial Release reminds the body how to breathe again.
Not through force. Through listening.