I've never had a better experience with a school. My daughter has been there for two years now, and…read moreshe loves everything about this school. From the teachers to the students to the entire overall environment, this school couldn't be better. If you want a school that really cares about your child, look no further.

Great school. Great staff. Great students. Love watching the school help students reach the next…read morelevel.

I've been to the Kayenta Village several times and somehow, I've never been into this adorable…read morepottery studio! They had several pieces on sale outside on the day I visited, which makes local art affordable for all price points. Inside, the studio showcases art from a variety of artists who work in the studio. Nearly every inch of the studio was covered in art. The ceramics were very diverse, there was wall art, Christmas ornaments, and dining materials. Next time I'm in the area, I absolutely plan to return to purchase unique gifts for friends and family!

This studio is a must-see in Ivins. Wonderful pottery! Several artists making magic in clay. So…read moremany choices. My goal is to have a piece from each of the artists--they are all so talented. You can meet these creative folks in person at the gallery, which makes shopping there so special. Zia is a diamond in the sand in Kayenta.

DO NOT SEND YOUR SON TO THIS SCHOOL. My son was exposed to drugs and had tattoos all over his…read morehands and arms when he returned home. The boys have very little supervision and the staff turnover is hideous. There is no consistency in their therapy. It is a holding cell for boys. That is it. Our son was no angel but after paying over $75,000 we saw no improvement. We met the owners once and never heard from them again. The therapists are a joke. Honestly stay clear of this place.

Our son has made huge strides in life skills and awareness of how his behavior impacts his life and…read morethose around him. We were absolutely helpless against the way his behavior at home was going. We will see how the transition back home goes in several months, but we are hopeful, and grateful that we found Ash Creek.

Went 3 WEEKS without medications for severe cat allergies (about 10 cats everywhere on property)…read morebecause "my mom wouldn't allow it" never contacted my mom when I was told SEVERAL times they had, that's just one of hundreds of things wrong with this place, a huge waste of money and only wasted my time and caused me trauma, 10 grand a month to do their yard work

There are few things more challenging, more painful than not knowing how to help your child. We are…read moreso grateful that our journey led us to the team at Kolob Canyon RTC. Our daughter spent 18 months there and she will unabashedly share that it was the worst experience and best experience of her life. (Hashtag dialects! ) Let me be clear; this is a FAMILY experience. What we learned as parents during her time at Kolob is arguably more important than what she learned. Do not expect your child to heal if you are not prepared to acknowledge your part in your child's suffering and to relearn how to respond to your child's needs. Even the most well meaning parents are unwittingly reinforcing patterns, overfunctioning, validating and accidentally exacerbating a thousand other unhealthy habits. I considered myself a well-read, engaged, GOOD parent. But I wasn't parenting in a way that actually helped my child. Kolob's milieu is focused on safety, growth, reflection, and accountability. Our daughter entered the program at the end of her rope and graduated a healthy, resilient young adult ready to begin her life. We entered the program as terrified, exhausted parents and graduated as an empowered, prepared, better-informed team. To be clear, one does not drop their child off in Utah then pick them up 'fixed' a year later. Our daughter came home ready and prepared to continue her therapeutic journey that may very well be lifelong. We welcomed her home ready to continue our family journey with a continued commitment to family- and individual therapy, to regular, honest communication, to holding each other accountable and a perpetual openness to feedback and growth. No RTC is a panacea but rather an opportunity to hit the reset button, to safely begin the course toward a meaningful, fulfilling life. It's an expensive button to be sure. But worth every penny. There's a lot of talk about 'trauma' experienced in treatment centers. THIS IS UNAVOIDABLE. But there is a serious difference between trauma *experienced* in treatment vs. trauma *inflicted* in treatment. Our daughter definitely experienced trauma while at Kolob. She spent her 16th birthday in another state. We moved to a different state while she was at Kolob, bought a new house without her input. Most kiddos spend a holiday there without their families. Our daughter witnessed the breakdowns/breakthroughs of other residents. In group therapy she heard first account experiences of unthinkable pain. She faced her darkest emotions head on, dredged up her own intensely painful memories while there. This is all traumatic. All these traumas were experienced in a safe, structured environment surrounded by competent, committed, capable staff. This is VERY different than *inflicted* trauma. M worked hard at Kolob. She rose in the dark of bitterly cold winter mornings, lugged buckets of water for horses, shoveled hay, mucked stalls. She did dishes, cleaned bathrooms, helped prepare meals, washed her clothes. She also kayaked, skied, painted, camped, hiked, volunteered, traveled, laughed, and played a thousand games of wii Dance, Dance Revolution. Seriously. A thousand. Kolob functions under the simple premise that effective behaviors get us what we want, ineffective behaviors don't. We are responsible for identifying which is which and we are entirely in control of which we choose. Every single check, balance, reflection, activity, consequence, reward drew a clear, concise, consistent line back to this principal. And it is a principal our family applies to our life every single day. I said at the beginning, there are few things harder than considering residential treatment for one's child. The *hardest* thing, however, would be burying a child, which is exactly what our family, all the families we met and love from Kolob, would have endured without it.

so glad I found this massage school!!! Kynzee was the student that worked on me. she was fabulous!…read morefound every spot that needed extra attention . Very strong and used great pressure! very attentive and knew what she was doing. I will be back! thank you!

From the owner: Desert Springs Massage offers full service massage and student massage. Chantel Provost has over 16…read moreyears experience to get you back to the best version of yourself. Instructor massages start at $85 per hour. Student massages only $40.00 per hour. We offer Massage Apprenticeship where you get PAID for your clinic hours! A wonderful place to learn massage therapy!

uh honestly, i was there for a good year. if you want to send your kid here now, i lowkey wouldn't…read morenow. it used to be good! it helped me a ton. it just has a lot of ups and downs but so does every other place.

I wrote a review a bit ago but it seems to be gone. This place saved my life. At first, it is scary…read morebecause you don't know anyone but after a bit, they become your second family. The staff are great. I love the staff and horses. The main photo I actually me and Titan. I graduated almost 2 years ago and my lock screen is this very photo. When you get there it can be overwhelming. If you were there when I was there, you would probably know me due to my lack of ability to get up in the morning. But the staff and peers motivated me. If a certain staff is still there, she wakes everyone saying, "good morning ladies! It's ____! Up and att em." sometimes they would add a little motivation and reward saying breakfast is first come first serve. I have never seen so many kids get in a line faster in my life! You are never judged. You can take self-time I it gets too overwhelming. You also do school there. While i was there, I was faced with challenges. But, they never gave me one I could not handle. Equine is one of the best moments of the day. After first, if could be hard with not knowing the horses, rules, or routines. But someone always catches you up to speed. I had Titan as my first project horse. He is a big softy. (Literally) he makes everything a bit easier and teaches you to get comfortable in the uncomfortable. Next i had mamma Dixie. I call her mamma Dixie for 2 reasons: 1. She literally is the mother of 2 horses jet and scout. 2. Because she pushes your buttons but in a good way. She taught me how to keep my boundaries healthy and how to assert them. Next i had Sundance. He unfortunately passed due to cancer. He was a stubborn old boy. He taught me how to stay on top of things and stay focused. Lastly, I had Piper. I hated Piper with a passion and was not affraid to show it. But, as much as i hate to admit, she taught me how to let go of grudges. Yes, it's still there, but because I only worked with her for about a month. I have a few staff members in mind but I don't know if they want me to share names. My RA was my main girl. She gave me everything I need: clothes, hygiene products, pep talks, and sometimes a "your thinking about it too much Audra. Let it go."And my mamma goose. She was the one who was literally your other mother. She always knew how to keep you on your toes, and keep you safe, happy, and calm. Ask her for Mambos. Best candy in th world. And my therapist. She did her job but kept our conversations interesting. We would go on a walk in the back and pick up cow bones from our neighbor, look at the plants, and even just walk in silence because that's what we wanted to do. I'm scared of silence. And she would often tell me to sit in silence for a minute. She knew things about me nobody else knew and she could somehow always know what I'm talking about even though I talk 30 miles an hour. She taught me how to speak at a normal pace and bite my tongue when needed. Next is a staff i know is not there anymore because he left when i was there. Somedays were so full of chaos that he would pick up a guitar, sit in the courtyard or kitchen (wherever we could all hear him) and play it and sing. I have felt a room go so relaxed so fast. He would often use it as motivation saying if we finsished on time or calmed down he would play. It always worked. The peers also taught me things. Patience, boundaries, trust, respect for myself and others, how to get along with my siblings, and how to function with other people living with me. They taught me when I actually wanted space or when I just wanted someone to sit with me. We learned coping skills from eacother and reminded me that we all have different situations with the same overall goal: be healthy,happy, safe, confidet, and more. This place was my home away from home and I'm planning on VISITING soon. I recommend this place for anyone struggling.

I went here in 2022. Don't send your daughter here. There have been 2 suicides since 2023 but have…read morejust been covered up. The parents haven't been able to talk about it because they make them sign a contract

I was the youngest girl to attend the academy as of the time I spent there, 12 years old. The…read morepictures they post on social media only consists of the highest level of girls who get special privlages, there is no other kinds of pictures of the girls who were struggling just to live another day. On their website they claim to have "A no level system" which is a lie, there IS levels and when you first come in you aren't even allowed to have your own clothes, they degrade you by putting you in sweatshirts and sweatpants with big letters so everyone knows your on a lower level then them and they gave you zero enrichment or anything entertaining to do and seperated you from others, If you were on that level. They also claimed to not have a point deduction system which is also a lie, maybe by some miracle they decided to change it but when I spent my time there they would deduct points for every little thing. A smaller thing to mention is they claim to not be a rehabilitation place but made us do Twelve-Step books as if we were in a rehab. These lies are only the tip of the iceberg. During my time, they housed a very sweet severley mentally handicapped girl who hadn't showered and didn't know how to manage her hygine, the staff ignored her and left it to us to help her, we lost sleep trying to help her shower and trying to untagle her matted her which resulted in us getting punished. They tried to cover up many suicide attempts and girls who did try were punsihed harshly instead of getting they help they deserved. They don't help you, they take troubled girls and give them more problems and punish them for trying to manage their stress as teenagers. There was some nice staff that I can remember and I made close bonds with girls that I still keep in touch with and majority of the girls that went here can all agree this place is a facade and a nightmare. When I came back home, I couldn't sleep for three months and woke myself up screaming from the nightmares. The leveling system was degrading and ripped any dignity I had of myself. I went to the Academy looking for a way to get out of my troubled home, learn from bad choices. I wanted and needed the guidance and honestly looked foward to a helping hand. But of course that wasn't at the "academy" at all, I came home stripped of my sense of self and felt dissociated from reality for months on end. In my time there, they also had "private" journals you could write in as they said they would never look through them, this is also a lie. They invade any basic rights to privacy and punished me for writing about feeling depressed and lonley at the academy. Many of the girls that were once sweet when they came, turned scared and timid as I witnessed it in myself as well. They also don't tell you all of your personal items will be confinscated once you come, no pictures, stuffed animals, personal blankets, makeup, nothing. Being in that place had made me feel dread I had never even thought could be felt before, I felt less than human. I had to see a therapist regularly to help me be able to socialize and get over my constant night terrors. Girls here have had to clean up blood from those who tried to slit their wrists with broken glass. If you were "really bad", they would put you in a cold dark room, make you wear an orange jumpsuit like a prisoner and keep you in that room for roughly 2 weeks, you also had to drink water from the sink and someone would watch over you 24/7 with the door open so you had no privacy. If a girl was in here, she couldn't talk to anyone, not even the other low levels or look at them, they were the most seperated and treated the most cruely. A lot of the staff like to remove points or hand out "consequence essays" for the smallest accidents or mistakes, sometimes, it wouldn't even be a mitake, this might be a stretch but I'm sure some of the staff got some kind of sick pleasure from making all of these girls feel on edge and paranoid about every move they make. I have always been apprehnsive about using the word "hate" towards someone because I believe that's a really strong word, but I cannot describe how much hate I have for Boomer (the owner), who runs the whole scam, he's sick man for making vulnerable torubled girls into hollow shells of themselves. As much as I've been healing from this experince, the feeling of dread and dehumanization and the fact that this place still runs,lingers... So many young girls have been psychologicaly destroyed because of this place. Parents, please don't leave your daughter here, they will take your money and bring your back your girl hollowed and depressed. There is plently of places like this in Utah so do your research. It's been years since and I still feel dread thinking about the abuse of these girls and how it's still continuing. . If you were a girl who went here and your reading this, my heart goes out to you, you are not alone. Sincerely, Eden.